Spent this evening bonding with Billy Wilder films on Turner Classic Movies. The Apartment is comfortingly witty and touching (how many films do you think there are which feature someone running through New York streets to be with their loved one on New Year's Eve?), but The Lost Weekend, which I had never seen before, is pretty old-school. Quite drained by it. Imagine a double feature with Days of Wine and Roses... I wouldn't be able to leave my bed for days, I'm sure. And I hardly drink.