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Ruby Grimshaw goes to see a film
I can’t be the only one who was wriggling uncomfortably in their seat and wondering whether to leave as The Tree of Life lurched into its second hour. It was billed as giving possible answers to human questions. It posed a lot more simple ones for me such as why is everybody staring vacuously at each other without saying anything, and how can a mother of three young boys have the time to skip through the meadows smelling the flowers and gazing soulfully at a fragile butterfly sitting on her white hand – a hand that had definitely not seen a lot of dish washing? Read the rest of this article »









