that I saw last night----Nocturnal Animals, saw it at the movie theater on second and twelth. It had sounded interesting to me as escapist---and I knew there were two stories intermeshed, but I had no idea that the second story, the movie within the movie would be gratuitously violent. I was very turned off, yet I remained through the whole movie, and actually it kept my attention throughout,. a little more then the gentle Paterson that I saw on Thursday evening. Still, the violence seemed unnecessary to the main story (a rich woman in her forties at an emotional crossroads) and I am angry at myself for not knowing that it was there.
It happened that i saw it becauses I decided not to go to the Brick, to see my friend Brian's play. Why? Kind of tired after the sessions at the library and perhaps with two plays already experienced this week (including the incredible Beardo) I just felt I had enough. A lot of procrastionation around choices for the evening (a new bar, an old hangout, a movie) but seeing this movie seemed meaningful enough.
Today, of course, is super bowl Sunday---kind of hateful that the game begins so late---6:30, I am determined to wait the time out reading and wandering around Brooklyn (where I am now) rather than "seeing something". But that is hard. At any rate, will report on rest of the day next blog, which could be in a few days since I am working at Friends most of the week.
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