Of course when expectations are really low, it's not hard to exceed them. But I watched 17 Again on the flight from London to Prague, anticipating it would be wretched, and so was pleasantly surprised there were some good moments contained within. Then this evening I unwound with Knowing, a film that is sort of hard to classify (suspense/thriller? horror? disaster? science fiction?). While neither of these movies should be considered especially memorable, they were reasonably entertaining escapist fare.
Had a great day exploring Prague. I can see why it's widely regarded one of the world's most beautiful cities: the winding streets, the majestic churches, the bridges over the River Vltava, and the castle dominating the cityscape.
Tonight I trekked up to Prague Castle on the other side of the river to see The Comedy Of Errors performed in the Czech language. Of course I understood almost none of the dialogue, but I've seen the play a couple times and I wanted to see how much, if any, of the humor came through without the language. The answer is: not much. Comedy is probably more dependent on language than tragedy, I suppose. It was interesting to follow the structure of the play without getting all the jokes. An interesting experiment, though one I don't feel compelled to repeat again!
Packed up and about to head to the airport. Prague was an all-too-brief treat, but I am anxious to get home at this point.