Missed “Food, Inc.” — !!

Yes, dear blog readers, that was the movie self had decided to see today. Something about the time: First show at 2 p.m., rather than 11:30 a.m. for “Borat” —  er, self means “Bruno.” And self needed the extra time, for she was kept so busy doing the following (very boring) things (Unless you are a die-hard Kanlaon fan, dear blog reader, you may want to skip this list!):

  1. renewing her library books
  2. making an appointment to bring the li’l crits in for grooming
  3. calling a tree guy, since the last one proved to be such a dud
  4. ordering more prescriptions from the pharmacy
  5. writing her review on two books about Burma, due next week
  6. mailing bill payments

Anyhoo, she missed the 2 p.m. show by something like 15 minutes. This was because she decided to make a quick stop first to pick up some dry-cleaning. And there was mucho traffic on El Camino (as usual — duh!). So instead of seeing the movie at Aquarius, and having a delicious serving of lychee gelato afterwards, self went home. And now that she is home, she is reading, always reading. And she doesn’t know why, but she is entranced by the books reviewed in the “Briefly Noted” section of the 1 June 2009 New Yorker. So here’s the list of books she’d like to read:

Colm Toibin’s Brooklyn

“Seen through his protagonist’s cautious eyes, even hackneyed tropes of Brooklyn life, such as trips to Ebbets Field and Coney Island, take on a subtle strangeness.” (And after reading this short review, self is  determined to read Toibin’s previous novel, a “bravura rendering of the life of Henry James,” The Master)

Richard Flanagan’s Wanting

“The narrative scope is ambitious; we move between the story of a young Aboriginal woman wrenched from her family by the broody and bored wife of the British governor, and an account of Charles Dickens’s extramarital affairs.”

Andrea Wulf’s The Brother Gardeners

“Previously, English gardens had been dominated by turf, topiary, and strict geometric rules; the arrival of new plants well suited to the climate transformed them into places of movement and color, and a source of immense national pride.”

Maurice Lever’s Beaumarchais

“This erudite and wry biography covers the full range of his occupations, including watchmaking, espionage, pamphleteering, and transatlantic trade.”

Stay tuned, dear blog readers, stay tuned.

2 Comments

  1. Tee said,

    July 28, 2009 at 12:56 am

    Hm, Flanagan’s Wanting sounds promising.

    If you get a chance to see Food Inc. again, I heard it’s very good.

    Best wishes.

  2. July 28, 2009 at 1:20 am

    I, too, think WANTING sounds fascinating.

    Will try and see a movie tomorrow! I will definitely post on what I see.


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