Welcome back to the land of the living
Well, my holiday is over, and this morning it was back to work for me. That said, now is probably as good a time as any to tell you that I won’t be there for much longer. I’ve been offered a part-time job as a library assistant at Glasgow’s Gallery of Modern Art, working 9-to-5 on Wednesdays and Saturdays - ideal for when I get started on my PhD. I sent my letter of resignation to head office this morning, telling them that I plan to work until next Friday (the 20th), and my intention is to make this known to the rest of the team tomorrow. I’m not quite sure how they’re going to react - productivity has increased substantially since I’ve been around to shoulder some of the workload, so I would imagine my contributions will be missed - but I don’t foresee there being any problems with my leaving. Either way, in less than a fortnight, I’ll be gone, and, while I certainly don’t harbour any ill feeling towards my co-workers, and indeed have probably learned a lot from the experience, I can’t say I’ll be too sorry to go. The job, when all said and done, is pretty monotonous, and, given the choice of processing forms for 37 and a half hours a week or working in a library 14 hours a week and spending the rest of my time studying gialli, well, I know what I’d rather by doing.
Speaking of gialli, I picked up a book via Amazon’s Marketplace called Italian Horror Film Directors, written by European Trash Cinema contributor Louis Paul. I became aware of this title via Keith Brown’s excellent blog Giallo Fever, and, while his write-up suggests that this is a rather flawed book, there are so few publications dealing with gialli and Italian genre cinema in general that I came to the conclusion that it would be wise to line my bookshelf with this rather weighty hardback. If nothing else, it’s another entry to add to my PhD’s bibliography, and I’m sure it’ll be an enjoyable enough read even if it’s not on the same level as, say, Broken Mirrors, Broken Minds or La Dolce Morte.