No cupcakes in sight

[literaryartist]

In the refuge of morning the streets are abandoned but for the susurration of shadows formed between leaf and brick and flickering lampposts. There is the distant dour drunk, the imagined wood nymphs, stray cats and kittens, and the high school kid in the pickup who calls out faggot, twice, helping to keep the world populated before sunrise

Comments

[masteracoustics]

I still don't know about this Ender's Game movie. No, thank you.

I met David Fincher this evening and it made me think of you for some reason. I think you would have found the event very interesting.

[literaryartist]

Reading the book again I kept envisioning how it would play on film. I foresee challenges in casting a young lead (with two young siblings) who each age four years in the course of the story, and I'm really curious how the fantasy game with the giant would be shown... more virtual reality than on a flat screen? (I'm also tickled that Card was accurately describing "nets" decades before the web was invented.)

How can one not adore David Fincher? When I saw Fight Club and made the connection that he did Se7en as well, I was sold.

[venetia]

Hello stranger.

[literaryartist]

It's been ages, for sure...