Why Feel Guilty About What Gives You Pleasure?

It turns out that Scarlett Johansson is very attractive. Until last week I was aware of the people saying complimentary things about her but I had never really seen her before, let alone been given the opportunity to make up my own mind. In short, I was told she was beautiful and I took that at face value. This post isn't really about that though; I just thought I would share my new found knowledge with you. Today I'm going to write about 'guilty pleasures' and what they mean to me. 

A Look at Love

Today I have been unsettled. I occasionally sit myself down to watch a film that I know is going to skew my head for a couple of hours and this post comes off the back of such a film. I'm a huge Ian McEwan fan - something that my Dad is mainly responsible for. A couple of his books are amongst my favourites - I even wrote my first critical analysis on his best book (in my humble opinion) 'Saturday'. This morning I decided that I would watch the adaptation of 'Enduring Love' starring Daniel Craig. Admittedly I've not actually read the novel but the DVD has been in the house for as long as I can remember and I finally decided that I would see what it was like. A deeply unsettling film about love and obsession, it has got me thinking about the question of love and what that actually means to me. A brief exploration into my head is sure to follow here - apologies are in the post.