15 January 2015

How did I get here? Where will it end?

This past week I have found myself reading papers written in 1951 by mathematician Alan Turing, by choice. I began to wonder, how did I get here? It certainly wasn't what I had ever imagined I would be doing when the week began. Well, I'll tell you.
About 10 years ago, I watched a great little film called 'On the Edge'. It starred a very young and impressive actor called Cillian Murphy. Every so often I would tune and check out Cillian was up to and this is how I discovered the TV show 'Peaky Blinder' and the bonus was he was dressed stylishly in  a three piece suit. Winner!
I then found myself looking to see what else Cillian had been up to and stumbled across Ballyturk,  a play he performed in, written by Enda Walsh, as it turns out an excellent Irish playwright. The reviews for the play were great but sadly not being in Ireland I wasn't going to have the pleasure of seeing it live so I ended up finding the play in a catalogue of other Enda Walsh plays and began to read. Another unexpected turn as I had not read any plays since high school.
A short while later I discovered that Ballyturk was performed at the London National Theatre. Brilliant! They record their plays and occasionally broadcast them in the cinema, even in Melbourne. This sent me on my next mission of finding the London National Live cinema release schedule. Sadly nowhere did it list Ballyturk but I did stumble across the performance of Frankenstein which was soon to show. I decided to drag a group along and we watched the theatre, in a stifling hot cinema and I found my next love, the wonderful Benedict Cumberbatch.
So? Well next was the box set of Sherlock of course! My joy for Benedict's work only grew so it was back to the cinema to see the Imitation Game.  I was hooked and needed to know more about Alan Turing. I researched to find how much of the film was based in truth, not much, as it turns out, and my appreciation of his knowledge and the man that he was grew. He was treated abhorrently by the justice system and his life was too short. Imagine what he could have achieved if he had lived beyond his 41 years?
I became more intrigued by Mr Turing's theories regarding artificial intelligence and thinking machines and found myself curled up on the couch reading his university papers. So there you have it. My crush on the talented Cillian Murphy a decade ago has broadened my mind and has me pondering theories and to be quite honest, bothering friends with ideas and all sorts of questions. They are enjoying the reprieve from time travel queries post Dr Who episodes. So they should be pleased for the change in chatter.
So there you have it. Who knows where my next fleeting crush will end up.
Until next time.