So, I watched the 'Third Star', and I'm still crying.
One of those films, after which you can't used to the fact that you are in your own room. British. How can you so easily mix everyday humor with such bare, such naked bitterness. It touched my personal, my sore subject. Barafundle Bay. Is there anything so peaceful as the sound of the sea.

- It's the third star to the right and then straight on till morning.
- Well I thought it was second star.
- Well, fuck, the one of the lot.