Brian

so low key you barely realise it's started then ended, wish this was actually about cinema as the sight and sound ad proclaimed

I appreciated Brian's introspection and thoughtfulness on how cinema can provide a sense of community and purpose for Brian himself. Every day, he attends screenings at the BFI Southbank, and the reader gets a clear understanding of what each film means to him. Brian developed a passion for post-war Japanese cinema. I can see what Jeremy Cooper possibly tried to do in echoing an Ozu film by showing the gentle mundanity of life. The only issue is that I never understood who Brian is as a character. He mentions aspects of his troubled childhood, but he quickly neglects them, and a paragraph or two later, he quickly revolves around talking about a Sans Soleil commentary.

Even for a cinephile like myself, this became quite tedious after a while and felt like reading someone's Letterboxd diary