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Food Critics vs. Movie Critics
Aug. 1st, 2019 08:14 pmA few nights ago, I decided to do dinner and a movie every evening for as long as I'm able. Which means, I guess, for as long as I'm able to choke down the low-sodium, pureed crap that passes for dinner and for as long as I have unopened DVDs standing on the shelves of the pre-Civil War barrister's bookcase which I inherited from my father.
Because, what else am I gonna do with them? Helen shows up only occasionally, these days, and I've saved the last season of Treme to watch with her--in case she decides to hang around longer than the next smokey dream.
Tonight, I watched Val Kilmer in The Salton Sea. He's a trumpet-playing tweaker who's caught between two identities--the avenging angel and the... well, you should watch it. It was not well-reviewed, but f*ck the damn critics. It's extraordinarily vivid, fragmented like a tweaker's life, but still has a story line. Which is all I require, most of the time.
Have also watched The Grand Budapest Hotel, an Unfinished Life--also not well-reviewed, and several Nora Ephrons. Again, f*ck the critics.
I should also add that dinner has been made more bearable by the addition of some Dinosaur Barbecue Slathering Sauce which was originally made at a biker's bar in downtown Syracuse but is now marketed regionally, I think.
I'm sure any self-respecting food critic would provide a much less favorable take on my concoction and--unlike the movie critics--we should definitely listen to them, lol...
LPK
Dreamwidth
8.1.2019
Because, what else am I gonna do with them? Helen shows up only occasionally, these days, and I've saved the last season of Treme to watch with her--in case she decides to hang around longer than the next smokey dream.
Tonight, I watched Val Kilmer in The Salton Sea. He's a trumpet-playing tweaker who's caught between two identities--the avenging angel and the... well, you should watch it. It was not well-reviewed, but f*ck the damn critics. It's extraordinarily vivid, fragmented like a tweaker's life, but still has a story line. Which is all I require, most of the time.
Have also watched The Grand Budapest Hotel, an Unfinished Life--also not well-reviewed, and several Nora Ephrons. Again, f*ck the critics.
I should also add that dinner has been made more bearable by the addition of some Dinosaur Barbecue Slathering Sauce which was originally made at a biker's bar in downtown Syracuse but is now marketed regionally, I think.
I'm sure any self-respecting food critic would provide a much less favorable take on my concoction and--unlike the movie critics--we should definitely listen to them, lol...
LPK
Dreamwidth
8.1.2019
