Cartoon Hindi temptress meets 1920s torch songs

We went over to B's apartment yesterday to test his new video/sound system. We watched The Raid: Redemption, which is about as violent as one might expect, and Sita Sings the Blues, which I totally adored. It's an animated film that's basically got three different intertwined storylines, each in a different style. In one, an American follows her boyfriend to India after he gets a job there. In another, three Indian friends do their best to narrate the plot of The Ramayana, only they can't quite remember all the bits and sometimes are kind of baffled by the characters' actions. In the third, Sita (the love interest of The Ramayana) explains her feelings about the various events by singing love songs from the 1920s. The art is all super-stylized in very different ways. It was unexpectedly charming and I'd highly recommend it.

We also had birthday cake for B. Financier (a bakery) combined chocolate, hazelnuts, and lemon, which was a kind of strange mix but worked surprisingly well.

In other news, my tailbone hates me. (Did I mention this part? I can't remember if I mentioned this part. Short form, I broke my tailbone back in sixth grade. Totally sucked, healed up fine, never gave me any trouble again. No one mentioned the fact that if you injure your tailbone, it never quite heals properly and while this doesn't matter at all in general, it totally sucks if you get pregnant.) I bought it a donut shaped cushion and everything, and it's still grumbly. It woke me up repeatedly last night to remind me of this.