Watching Before Sunset at 4 in the morning, scene by scene, dialogue by dialogue, I saw what I had missed before, that the movie takes place entirely in real time. Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy spend less than 80 minutes with each other for the duration of the movie, and by the time Nina Simone's song Just in Time plays and the credits start to roll ( Read more... )

Last night's dreams were all about family ( Read more... )

The snow falls, the snow falls ( Read more... )

"Charles was surprised by the whiteness of her fingernails. They were shiny, thin at the tips, almond-shaped and as spotless as Dieppe ivories. Her hands, however, were not pretty: not pale enough, perhaps, and a little rough at the joints; they were also too long, and without soft curves. Her eyes were her best features; they were brown, although ( Read more... )

Do we remember the sun the way we remember fog or snow ( Read more... )

(Note added at the end after the entry was posted ( Read more... )

For years I could not bear to read fiction. Now I read almost exclusively fiction with the exception of bedtime books on modern and contemporary art. There has been nothing in literature approximating what has been happening in the art world during the past 100 years, not metafiction or magical realism (even the term was borrowed from art, first ( Read more... )

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Dear Steve ( Read more... )

Friday night my father's voice, all choked up over the phone, said he had something to tell me about my mother ( Read more... )