Marcus got us tickets for an advance screening of Mexican film, El Crimen Del Padre Amaro last night. The film is slow and melodramatic, though it does capture the atmosphere of the Mexican village. The plot involves corruption in the Catholic church, and has proved to be controversial in strictly religious Latin American countries. I’m afraid it was all a bit heavy-handed and felt like a soap opera. Still, it did give us ample opportunity to gaze at the impossibly handsome Gael Garcia Bernal. Those lips! So curved, so plump, so smooth, so cruelkind.

Then it was off to Comptons, where Monday night is cheap drink night. The downstairs bar was uncomfortably packed and we couldn’t see anyone we knew in the crowds, so we went upstairs, and into the Twilight Zone. Perhaps the circus was in town? The place looked like a casting call for Todd Browning’s Freaks.