Stan & Ollie

Another week, another movie - another 'portrait of the artist' movie, too, though this time it's not a portrait of a young woman just starting out, but a double portrait of two aging men (they are both in their 60s) at the end of their careers. I didn't choose to watch it as a companion piece to Colette, I 'chose' to watch it because it was showing at my local cinema - but the more I think about it, the more the two films counterpoint each other in my mind. Full disclosure: the cinema obligingly provided an early evening screening on Wednesday, our preferred timing as it allows us to see a movie, walk up the hill and get something to eat at the Elm Tree before quiz time. But I don't think that's the only reason why I feel kindly to Stan & Ollie.

( Other reasons... )