Picture from Sony
I have mentioned before that I am not a particularly big lover of the cinema as a place to go, it's more to do with the other people who want to ruin everyone else's evening with their noise. Why these idiots can't stay at home and eat noisy phone and look at their phones is beyond me, especially as they have paid to get in and the cinema isn't a cheap outing. How about the cinemas ban people who do these antisocial acts and I'll go round their houses and collect £8 off them and try and sell them a bag of sweets for six times the amount they are worth? Another brilliant business idea, I should be a millionaire by now surely.
Mandi wanted to go today and as we had both read the book I was also keen to see A Street Cat Named Bob. Of course I am not the world's biggest authority on movies because I don't usually see a film until it's on television but I can say that this is the best film I have seen at the cinema this year. I've only seen two films at the cinema this year, the other being Ghostbusters, and Bob is better than that.
Although the film carried a 12 rating, there wasn't too much in the way of watering down when it came to showing James Bowen's struggles with drug addiction and homelessness. If you don't know the story then I recommend the book as a starting point but the film is pretty close to the real life situation. Bob was a stray cat that moved in with James when he was given a supportive housing flat and put on a methadone programme, and the two became inseparable friends, not something you would expect from a cat. Maybe that's what the book and subsequent film made such an impact, as cats aren't generally known for friendship and love. Thankfully low on sugar coating this film paints a fairly graphic picture (as graphic as a 12 rated film will allow) of what James went through and his rehabilitation that lead to the media career that took him off the streets.
I had previously mentioned to my daughter Emily that we were going to see the film and she bemoaned the fact that she wouldn't be able to go straight away because she is skint having paid up for a load of driving lessons, (how did I get to be old enough to have a daughter who is learning to drive?). As soon as we left the cinema I texted her to say that tomorrow I will drop £20 into her account so her and her boyfriend can go and watch it.
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