Gail: We’re gonna be preventing in regards to the power factor ceaselessly, however I proceed to make certain that future generations, trapped in an overheated, air-polluted, water-short world, will look again with horror on the time an American president mentioned he didn’t consider in international warming and ginned up oil drilling.
I think you have got a second …
Bret: Second, I simply don’t assume all of the po-faced disapproval of Trump achieves something. Prefer it or not, you and I and the remainder of America are locked into this movie show for the following 4 years. Go the popcorn.
Gail: We could also be caught with him, however we’ve bought to maintain preventing the great combat. Need to admit I’ve began simply going off to films alone, in the course of the afternoon, to keep away from Trump-think. Watching the Bob Dylan biopic was an important distraction from the cupboard nominees.
Seen something good these days? Sure, I’m making an attempt to alter the topic.
Bret: On the flight to California I made myself watch “Reagan,” a biopic starring Dennis Quaid because the fortieth president. The movie was so cringingly conceived, so badly acted, so imbecilically scripted and so moronically executed that it briefly turned me, a Reagan fan, right into a communist. However I’m eager to see the Dylan biopic, together with “The Brutalist,” which I hear is terrific.
And talking of terrific, Gail, you’ll want to learn Andy Webster’s obituary for Jules Feiffer, the good Village Voice cartoonist who died earlier this month at 95. I can’t say I used to be all the time in tune with Feiffer’s politics, however I all the time liked his honesty, his originality, his artfulness and playfulness. He captured my sort of folks: sensible, neurotic, involved, confused, unmistakably Jewish New Yorkers. And he by no means stop. When he was requested final 12 months after the publication of a graphic novel for middle-schoolers whether or not he had a brand new undertaking, he replied: “What a silly query. In fact.”
