Another of the perfunctory sort of posting now. It is the Easter weekend, after all.

I'm watching a movie called The Rainmaker, which is based on a John Grisham book, and it's terrific fun. I can't wait to see how it turns out, and in half an hour it'll be finished. It's set in The South. There are lawyers lawyering away, quite a lot of the time in court. One of the them is the lizard faced Jon Voight. Our Hero's slimy dustbin robbing sidekick is Danny de Vito, no less. The plot is enough to make you believe that America needs more lawyers like Our Hero, to do battle with all the bad lawyers. It's a hymn of praise to the Ambulance Chasing profession, and as well put together as any propaganda movie I've ever seen. Punitive damages, of £50,000,000, and as big and bad and just all-round wicked a pack of rich fatcat capitalists as you could hope to meet, only of course these bad guys have skipped town with all the money.

So next time an American criminal sues an American householder for slipping on the American householder's loose tiled roof while he was robbing the place, that's okay, okay? The lawyer was Danny de Vito, and he's Only Doing His Job. Directed by Francis Ford Coppola. How about that?

Okay so how come I don't just video it and watch it later, and give you my considered thoughts on seriously cultural matters? Well, I have this new digital box attachment to my TV, and it's only thanks to that that I'm watching The Rainmaker at all, because it's on BBC 8 or some such thing. But now here's the catch. My video can't handle digital stuff. Why? Ask Jennings. Jennings?!?!?! You just can't get good help these days can you. He's obsessed with cricket I tell you, obsessed. Still, at least he eventually answers the questions.

This changes my culture, which as you are all beginning to learn mostly comes out of electric boxes rather than out of proscenium arches or from concert platforms. My culture has now gone back to being ruled by the clock and the TV listings, and by agonised choices between this and that (given that I can't tape one and watch the other nearly so often as in the old analogue days. Plus the unvideoable digital stuff spoils the very bad reception analogue stuff that I could tape and watch later, which bolts me even more tightly to the original schedule. Combining all that with daily blogging duties is not good. Ah, poor me.