There are moments when I've literally felt drowned in life. When circumstances have lead to a moment so rife with possibility that you can't possibly understand. It's like you are in your shoes, you continue to breathe, sit — other people around you. One or two smile and turn. People you know. I remember Arlene going Leena like she even knew the lid was being flipped off my world.
- Eileen Myles, Inferno (A Poet's Novel)
I would love to reassure my bizarro mortified elementary school self of how I spend my days. Although the fact of how certain of those "drowned in life" moments are only lately losing their gravitational influence on my outlook/decisions might not do the greatest things for her willingness to grow.
La Grande Belleza is worth seeing — if for no better reason (of which there are, I believe, a few) than for its variety of book-lined interiors.
("The film could have alternately been titled Firm Italian Asses." - boyfriend, citing another reason to see it)