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For some reason, photos of the Landmark marquee always look best on rainy days. Today was a perfect day to see a movie there and I was happy to indulge my recently-expressed desire for French New Wave by taking in Breathless on the big screen. 

As much as I’d like to see all of the movies they’re showing this summer, as long as I got this one and, later on, An American in Paris, in, I’ll be happy. 

I need to get a long run in tomorrow. Atrophy from my return to boxing class worked against me today. 

Paul Weller was on CBS This Morning today. I haven’t listened to his new album. I think I have to accept that I’m not so into his new stuff anymore, which is always a difficult phase in fandom. The title of this entry refers to a line in Breathless, though, and not my feelings about the new stuff.