tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352411146204226127.post6878025684711788519..comments2023-04-13T13:19:51.726+01:00Comments on Life happens between books: The Sickness that is "Having To Be Right"Lucy Fishwifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12468092971495182126noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352411146204226127.post-1151392836170445922008-06-14T17:44:00.000+01:002008-06-14T17:44:00.000+01:00Oooh well for once I can virtuously say that I am ...Oooh well for once I can virtuously say that I am not afflicted with this sickness. I suffer many others of course but not this one.<BR/><BR/>My MIL has it very badly though - and even when incontrovertible (is that right?) proof is placed in front of her that she is wrong, she won't have it, and blames inaccuracies on the web, in the press - oh wherever really. It is hysterically funny. <BR/><BR/>I have no memory for cast lists at all. I don't even remember if I have seen a film before!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352411146204226127.post-17987399114736081272008-06-14T11:57:00.000+01:002008-06-14T11:57:00.000+01:00I'm the guilty one in my relationship... I'll quit...I'm the guilty one in my relationship... I'll quite happily talk over an essential plot development scene in my eagerness to list a particular actor's entire filmography... <I>he started off in... then he appeared in... and he's also been in...</I> For me it enhances the viewing pleasure. Sadly Karen doesn't share that view.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352411146204226127.post-78986950400414853932008-06-13T16:27:00.000+01:002008-06-13T16:27:00.000+01:00Oh Laura I am TERRIBLE for that - Mr Fishwife sits...Oh Laura I am TERRIBLE for that - Mr Fishwife sits there fuming in cinemas as everybody else traipses out and we're left in the semi-dark in a sea of other people's popcorn while I squint suspiciously at the cast list going "I'm SURE he was the guy in Lost"..<BR/>I often wonder if the ideal film for me would be one where it's just a sea of faces and a bingo card with names on it...Lucy Fishwifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12468092971495182126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352411146204226127.post-43728267107672459202008-06-13T16:12:00.000+01:002008-06-13T16:12:00.000+01:00As a cast-list nut from an early age, I can pride ...As a cast-list nut from an early age, I can pride myself on usually being right about which actor is who and even bore my companion with a quick filmography of each one. Scary, huh?The Poet Laura-eatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779308486569849157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352411146204226127.post-40239154482879865632008-06-13T13:37:00.000+01:002008-06-13T13:37:00.000+01:00There's always one in every relationship. In fact ...There's always one in every relationship. In fact the more mature one of the pair is the one who can say "Yes, dear, you're right again" without gritting their teeth. That person is a saint. In my defence, I'm usually really good at spotting faces on TV, in the manner of "wasn't he the little boy in Third Rock?" - another reason for Mr Fishwife to receive your sympathy...Lucy Fishwifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12468092971495182126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352411146204226127.post-70921344670031754742008-06-13T13:26:00.000+01:002008-06-13T13:26:00.000+01:00Hmm. I recognise this trait in one very close to m...Hmm. I recognise this trait in one very close to me. Mr Fishwife has my deepest sympathies...Rolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02103804480646939038noreply@blogger.com