Well I saw Munich and I don't think it is quite as good as a lot of people claim. Thing is a lot of people seem to claim that it is in the style of all those great 70s movie, Chinatown, The Long Goodbye etc, but in true Speliberg (yeah I've spelt that wrong) style it had a slight streak of sentimentality (yeah and that as well) running through it that really doesn't work in that style of film. On the other hand I saw Walk The Line today with Mum and I really enjoyed it, in fact at the end Mum asked if she could borrow my Johhny Cash albums! Well I've finished the 1st draft of ".....at the door" as I have just this minute named my play, I sent a copy to Teela to have a look, it's a bit nerve wrecking waiting to hear someone elses opinion, 'cause all I can think of is all the faults in it. Just got to keep telling myself "It's only a 1st draft". Have already started a scene breakdown of my next piece which I may call "The proper way" or may not. Getting my hands looked at tomorrow, they are itching so badly right now, all I want to do is rip the bandages and gnaw my own hands off like a coyote in a trap, seriously I think I prefered the burning pain to the itching. 