I’ve just had a bunch of great experiences.

First, Makan, a Malaysian restaraunt on Portobello Road. They have ROTI CANAI. Any Malaysians reading this blog will know how significant that is. And they had Nasi Lemak with real sambal. Taste-tastic.

Next, The Electric Cinema. On the bigass red sofas at the back. Awesome. Eveyone looked at me and Arvind and thought we were bling. It was fun to pretend to be famous for a while.

And then – the scanner darkly. I won’t pretend to know a lot about Phillip K Dick. But I can say this is the most empathy I’ve had with Keanu Reaves character in a movie since he played Ted “Theodore” Logan in Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure in the early 90s. The animation is *awesome* – weird overlays on conventional action cinematography. Functional dystopia. Drug-ridden conspiracy theory.

Real pain.

It was awesome, twisted, frustrating, unfinished, dark. Mostly dark. But everything about it is good, if you’re in the right state of mind.

Of course, the actual big speech?

What does a scanner see? Into the head? Down into the heart? Does it see into me? Into us? Clearly or darkly?

Complete, meaningless drivel. No more drugs for that man.