The Man Who Wasn't There
So I'll keep it short, and promise to do better, although by now my promises are worthless. In a peanut shell, I am:
- Still in awe of Safran Foer's Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, which I finally read while vacationing on the Yucatan,
- Not so in awe of any movie I've seen this summer, shy of Von Sternberg's silents in the new Criterion set,
- Happy to have written the liner notes for Criterion's new edition of Black Orpheus ,
- Unreasonably nervous about entertaining what I hope will be a crowd at my book event (Book Revue in Huntington) this Friday the 13th,
- Grateful,
- Dreading the November elections,
- Terminally sick of the news cycle, which answers the paucity of actual reporting and dwindling significance of original news writing by reporting on itself so much that I feel like I'm watching a starving baby eat its own flesh,
- Tired of people telling me adverbs are bad writing, because adverbs fucking rule,
- Smitten with Crack'd,
- Fond of Mexico, thanks for asking, especially the octopus,
- Going to Bouchercon in October, for the first time,
- Finished with my latest first-draft pilot for 20th Century, we'll see what happens,
- Looking forward to teaching silent film history again in the fall,
- Missing my 12-year-old, who's only away for a week at sleepaway camp, but it's the first time.
Skol!








What's Crack'd? Not finding anything very useful on Google.
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Sorry, it's Cracked.
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