...what if I wrote my next novel like
this?...Actually the followup to
Personal Days has been written, by the inimitable Deb Olin Unferth. It's called
Vacation....If I were a saxophonist who played on the street for money, I'd learn "Careless Whisper"...The place name "Multnomah County" gives me the heebie-jeebies...
Heffernan: "In his vertiginous free time, he crash-diets, cheats at kickboxing and persuades people to give him money"...Finally finished watching a movie—
My Blueberry Nights—is it just me or does some of it feel quite
Blockian? Some of the dialogue (esp. between Jude Law and Norah Jones)? And the AA stuff...I'm on the fence about it over all, well, no, let's say I liked it...why not...I
used to be a
film critic!...The soundtrack should've had Prefab Sprout's "Blueberry Pies"—the lyrics are even almost appropriate: "So if I come begging with take me back eyes/All you have to tell me/All you have to tell me are blueberry, blueberry pies"....WHATEVER!!!......Speaking of food:
Korean food....Also in the
NYT, a Q&A with
American Teen director Nanette Burstein, talking about "her own intense high school experience two decades ago in Buffalo"...ummm....yes...she and yr correspondent were
classmates!...Did someone say Buffalo? Yes: The
Stubblemeister did, with a tip for Dizzyheads....
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