We have more mache than we can eat. Our green salads of late have been all mache with a few sweet pepper slices for color and texture. The lettuce went to seed last year, survived the winter, recently shot up and is now going to seed again. I would give some to the neighbors but I’m afraid they would be wary of the gangliness of the shoots and white flower tops.
I told the receptionist at our doctor that I really liked the music that was playing in the waiting room. The kind of easy going jazz, never pushy or wanky, and definitely not “smooth jazz.” John Coltrane’s “Say It (Over and Over Again)” never sounded better.
Kyle Buchanan’s interview with David Cronenberg started with this paragraph. “In 2017, during the funeral of his wife and longtime collaborator Carolyn Zeifman, the director David Cronenberg found himself struck by an unusual impulse: As the coffin holding her dead body was lowered into the ground, he wanted more than anything to get into that box with her.”
That idea made us want to see his new movie. They are always risky but this one did not live up to the promise of that idea. “The Shrouds” got way bogged down, the lead character got more unlikable as the movie went on and the whole concept fizzled with complicated Russian and Chinese interference.
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He got unpredictable after the brilliant eXistenZ. I was hopeful for this new film so this is disappointing to read.