Filth is quite fun.  It's a pretty nasty story in many ways but a wonderfully exuberant film and it has a moral centre.

It was a relief to enjoy an outing after disappointment two weeks running at the Traverse.  The Collection was a mildly promising drama about loan sharks that lost its way after the interval.  The Baroness, about a relationship between Karen Blixen of Out of Africa fame and a young poet, went on and on in a seemingly endless repetition of her saying what magnificent promise he had if he would only shape up and him asking what she wanted of him.  It was Denmark's play of the year in 2011 so their boredom threshold is clearly higher than mine.

For the sake of exposing myself to Italian (I'm doing a course to brush mine up) I went to see La Grande Belleza.   This was a yawn inducing excursion into the boringly decadent lives of rich Romans.  Luckily I found a few moments of entertainment and the Italian sounded lovely so it was not a complete waste of time.