Ich bin von Kopf bis Fuss auf Liebe eingestellt.
Friday March 1, 2002
Yeah, yeah. I know. But wow. A distant, hands-off, meta-fictional kind of wow. And I think the Spouse would like her, too. Whoever she is. (Katherine Mieszkowski is one of the better things about Salon, I must say. —Chas. Taylor, on the other hand: not only did he cripple his otherwise fine piece on the Frontline porn report [yes, that again], but—get this—he hated Heathers. [It’s at the end of the review of an admittedly loathsome-sounding little movie, and you know, it’s just an opinion, to which everyone is entitled, and in the spirit of that I will go on record with the potentially damaging revelation that I did enjoy Hudson Hawk, but sheepishly so, and there were circumstances! Yes.] —But enough of this petty crap.)