The Empty Canvas

I got my converted VHS Bette Davis movie back. Horst Buchholz is magnificent and I have been fascinated with Bette Davis ever since I saw Whatever Happened To Baby Jane as an 8 year old.

I had to drive out to the northern suburbs, which I kind of know. $30 later and I am kind of disappointed with the result, although watchable, it is pretty poor.

Now, I wonder, if this is just this conversion, or is this as good as I can hope? I don't know?

Could someone do a better job of it? I wonder?

Old black and white movies really have to be good prints/versions for all that contrasting light and shadows to shine.

I might ask someone else if they can do a better job of it. There is a classic movie shop in the city, I might ask them. One day. No hurry. 

The empty canvas is the only one I can truly put my name to.

Now, I have to find and English language version of The Scientific Card Player. The other Italian movie Bette Davis made.

The rest of the day, I lay on the couch watching car reno shows on YouTube. Day off, why not.

I fell asleep in the afternoon. You have to love that. The sun shone outside, the day went on regardless.

I didn't go to the gym, much to Sam's chagrin. I must go to the gym. I must go tomorrow.