A week of popular (pulp) culture. Saw Sex in the City on Wednesday. A brilliant example of a film that should have been a two part episode. And Indiana Jones on Saturday though the alien cheat was rendered tolerable by the fact that I was there with Miriam who was touchingly 6 year old frightened by some of the more ridiculous scenes. But the rubbishness was tempered by a Film Festival showing of The Wackness on Sat night which I really loved. Managed to cry a few easily wrung tears which always make me feel like I've got value for money from a film. I shall try and be more cultural this weekend.