Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

March 6, 2008

Dear Everyone:

The people on the GIL 3 Project are absolutely convinced that they are entitled to, at a minimum, 150% of my time.  I keep trying to tell them that they get 50% and the “Winks” Project gets the other 50%, but they can be very hard of listening.

Nevertheless, I have been spending as much time as I can get away from GIL on said “Winks” Project and today I reached a milestone.  After spinning our wheels for the first month or so, we decided that I should concentrate on some boxes of Active Files that the owners had indicated they no longer needed.

I started out with 20 boxes and, after winnowing out the publications and “administration, management and planning” (translation:  keep it as long as you need it, then toss), I was down to 12 boxes.  Yesterday I finished cataloging and applying retention categories and today, in spite of the GIL 3 people tugging at my elbow, I sorted all the files by expiration date and found only about a dozen files that have not already expired.

All the rest can be destroyed as soon as they are approved.  The next step, already begun, will be to list the files that need to be reviewed by both “Tiddly” and “Winks”, and those files that only need to be reviewed by “Winks” (“Tiddly” has no interest).

Then I’ll print out the official Destruction Review Approval forms, attach the respective lists and find someone brave enough to sign for the owners.  At that point, the lists go to a guy in Inactive Records who coordinates these Destruction Reviews.  He will log them in and forward them to “Winks”.

Here’s the joke:  Usually it’s the “Winks” group who takes the most time getting these things back to Inactive Records.  But in this case, the owner of the files is the “Winks” Group itself.  It will be interesting to see how long it takes them to review their own files.

In other news…

Last weekend, “Jeannie” wanted to see In Bruges while it was still playing at the local art theater.  Frankly, we’re lucky to have an art house this close to home.  If it weren’t there we’d either have to drive to Berkeley or, more likely, skip it or wait for the DVD.  As it is, this art house is supported by the conglomerate that owns all the big theaters in the area.

So In Bruges is actually a comedy about a couple of hit men.  The last time someone made a successful comedy about a professional killer was eleven years ago with John Cusack in Grosse Pointe Blank.  This is a little different.

Ray (Colin Farrell) and Ken (Brendan Gleeson) are a couple of hit men who happen to be Irish.  They arrive in Bruges on orders from their boss to lie low and await further instructions.  Bruges is a lovely medieval city, with towers, churches and canals, somewhat off the beaten track, but still attracting a respectable quantity of international tourists, especially since it’s Christmas time.  Ken loves it.  Ray hates it.

Until he meets a pretty girl which sets off a whole sequence of events.  Part of the film is about Ken and Ray, their choices in life, whether each believes in Heaven and Hell and where they think they might wind up.  The other part is where Ray is like a ball in some cosmic pinball machine, being flung one way then another as totally unexpected things crop up.

When Ken realizes why they’re in Bruges and what’s expected of him, he’s horrified, but does the best he can under the circumstances.  His solution is such that I think I can guess where his soul will land, and it doesn’t begin with an “H”.

The third main character is their boss, Harry, played by Ralph Fiennes.  Not the elegant Fiennes this time, but a working class cockney with anger management issues and an innate sense of honor.  All the minor characters are great as well, coming across as people and not props.

Definitely not for children, nor for the squeamish.  But a worthy investment of a couple of hours if it’s still playing in a theater near you.  Otherwise, add it to your rental list when it shows up on DVD.

Everyone remember to set your (many) clocks ahead one hour this weekend.  Daylight Saving Time now consumes more than half the year.

 

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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