Couldn't stay awake last night, after having a terrific Indian meal at Khana Khazana Restaurant in Kigali. I was so stuffed, not even the stuffy heat in the room prevented sleep.
In July, 2008, I, Princess Rachella, Intrepid African American Girl International Journalism Consultant, pulled up stakes once again and headed to Nairobi, Kenya. Through my various adventures, I've concluded that if I get any MORE explosively fabulous in these prequel years to "THE BIG 5-0," I will have to register myself with the Pentagon as a thermonuclear incendiary device.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Always Idris
Couldn't stay awake last night, after having a terrific Indian meal at Khana Khazana Restaurant in Kigali. I was so stuffed, not even the stuffy heat in the room prevented sleep.
So as a pink a blue sunrise dawned, I popped in my DVD of "Sometimes in April." It just finished, ad I'm slightly shaken, deeply moved, and very thoughtful.
But I have to admit my main thought from that movie is that sometimes, a lead actor's absolutely astonishing gorgeousness can be a distraction. Don't get me wrong--Idris Elba was superb. I felt every ounce of his frustration, fear and pain at the loss of his family and the madness his country descended into.
However....DAMN, THAT MAN IS FINE!!! I felt the same way after watching "Hotel Rwanda", which I will discuss more at length when I actually visit the Hotel Des Milles Collines later this week. I mean, how are you supposed to concentrate on the gravity of a topic when all you wanna do is....
....you get my point. Anyway, lest you all wind up being totally disappointed by how shallow I can be at times, I'll just leave it at that. Gotta go get ready to visit the Gisozi Genocide Memorial...right after I go online and order every Idris Elba movie ever made.
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