I just looked at a list of all the films coming out in 2019, and…well, it doesn’t look like I’m going to the cinema for a while. I might possibly be tempted back by Melted 2, because the trailers looked totally amazing, but I really don’t know how much they can do with a movie about a princess who shoots lava from her hands. She already had a whole arc where she learned to control her lava powers, so are they just going to do that…again? I guess they are, huh?
Okay, so it looks like I’m going to see a biopic on the rise of Brighton conveyancers, entitled Conveyancing: Brighton’s Story. I don’t particularly WANT to see it, but I’m not being given a choice in the matter, because the woman I chose to marry is a total conveyancing groupie. Seriously, all those years of training to be a doctor were wasted, the way she gushes over every single show about property management and the like. If it’s on television, and it’s vaguely concerning a person or people moving from one place to another, then we end up watching it. Or rather, I watch five minutes just to be kind, then I go and do the dishes or something.
So yeah, Conveyancing: Brighton’s Story sounds like an absolute hoot. Can’t wait to immerse myself in the intoxicating world of conveyancing in Brighton during the 1970s, as well as the lives of some guy who does conveyancing as he gets into a love triangle with someone else who does conveyancing.
Unfortunately there’s some sort of clause in international marriage law that says you need to go to the cinema together at all times, even if the entire movie is about transferring property, and how the conveyancing offices near Mentone over forty years ago were experiencing hardships, leading to the rise of the Brighton conveyancer. Somehow.
I’m just going by the surprisingly well-edited trailer.
-Rowan