R Next Door has been at her worst yet; refusing to talk, staggering around with her head in her hands mumbling, crying, etc, and she's got even scrawnier. She seems to be coming round a bit today, anyhow. I do what I can, which is virtually nil.
Watched two strange DVDs, HORS SATAN was so unbearably slow I had to hit the FF a few times, but it was certainly weird, with elements of ORDET, TEOREMA, and BRIMSTONE AND TREACLE... An unpreposessing tramp takes up with an abused teenager, and they plod around in rural France having mystical epiphanies. It was a real slog, but mildly interesting as a curio. BULLHEAD was set in a grim rural Belgium, and followed the drug-crazed decline of a petty criminal who'd had his testicles mashed by a violent bully, as a child. It was a bit livelier than HORS SATAN, anyway. Thsy both served to confirm my feelings that living in picturesque Arcadia is a very bad idea.