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So far, this has been a good film year for me.

... Spoiler alert: is its script.

Santiago's Municipal Theatre put up a special ballet function of Dickens' beloved christmas classic and I was there for it.

Julie (2018) is Polly Stenham's contemporary rewrite of Strindberg's Miss Julie (which I haven't read or seen, so there's a task for this summer), and it tells us a story we might already know well: crazy rich beautiful not-that-young-anymore woman who has failed in life due to neglectful parents is lost, drinks and does drugs, is horribly inappropriate with her staff, and is generally miserable. On the night we caught her, she is also trying to seduce her father's driver, who is engaged to be married to her maid (with whom she shares the typical mistress-maid tension that comes from emotional intimacy mediated by money and status).

I went to see the NTL transmission yesterday; it started off with an interesting interview with the director and playwright and finished off with a whimper, with some depth in between.

So what are my feelings on it?