February 17, 2004

• Marion Bridge

  Stumbled upon another little gem of a film. This one is Canadian, so no subtitles for those of you who detest them. It’s about 3 sisters who gather in the house of their mother, Rose, as she is in her last days. Beautifully filmed, spending time on small moments, the plot defines their relationships as they all find humor and strength and healing together. It won Best First Feature at the Toronto Film Festival.
  Deep Thought: I think a good novel would be where a bunch of men on a ship are looking for a whale. They look and look, but you know what? They never find him. And you know why they never find him? It doesn’t say. The book leaves it up to you, the reader, to decide. Then, at the very end, there’s a page that can lick and it tastes like Kool-Aid.
  Today I am grateful for: Not having to worry about my smoking Toyota when I drive to work this morning in my new used Chevy

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