And then I had a bath

And I had dinner, and I realised what I’d just said… blogged.

I had been completely unfair.

Poor cinematography! They get completely ignored. They slog to craft the nuances of emotion after the actors hand the baton over to them and go have a foot massage, or drink tea, and this is how we treat them instinctively. I say we because I’m sure we’re all guilty – if you are not, you can post a comment and protest your innocence. But we must not blame us. This is, after all, if cinematography is completely ignored at first sight by your thrilled, frazzled impulse-response system, it usually means that they’ve done a really good job.

Indulge me.