A Stuga On the Cusp of the Orust Riviera, tucked away next to a hobbit hole in the woods.
bookshelves: film-only, autumn-2012
This film inspired me to get to see the Forbidden city and it wasn't so easy or cheap to do twenty five years ago as a female solo if you were not sponsored by a company or cutched up diplomatically. Did it, and went back for second helpings.
Loved the interplay between RJ Johnston and Henry, however there is one line that I have used many times:
"How can you mean what you say if you don't say what you mean"
Dear Mr Johnston would cringe at today's world where nigh on every sentence is dripping in irony/sarcasm/snark