The one and only movie premiere I've been to was the week I first arrived in the UK at a time when my boyfriend was clearly still trying to impress me.
He needn't have bothered - the film was Captain Corelli's Mandolin and it was terrible. Which was a pity as I had really enjoyed the book (or at least the first three quarters of the book).
Luckily, there is little chance of A Partisan's Daughter, the latest novel from Captain Corelli author Louis de Bernieres, being ruined by Nicolas Cage's appalling Italian accent.
For one it is set in 1970s London. For another it is not obvious film material - it essentially involves only two characters and is very much a book of stories, the truth of which is never clear.
Of course, having said that someone will probably now make a fool of me by turning it into a Hollywod blockbuster...and Cage will win an Oscar.
The story stems from a chance encounter between Chris and Roza - a bored married man in his forties and a young Yugoslavian prostitute (or at least someone dressed as a prostitute).
It is a love story, but not in the conventional way as their (platonic) relationship develops through Roza's telling stories from her past as the daughter of one of Tito's partisans.
But, as I said, nothing is quite what it seems and we are never sure how much of what we (or Chris) are told is true...