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It's Monday, again

Boy, what a tough crowd.  I thought Friday's post might at least get a chuckle from someone, but nope, nothing, nada, niente, rien.  For those old enough to remenber:  "Guess I'll go eat worms".

Considering today's topics, no response anticipated.

Yesterday was the flying visit to San Francisco to catch the final performance of Le Grand Macabre.  Once will probably be enough for this opera, although that reaction might have something to do with the fact that I had to get up at 3:00 am to make the trip up north.  The work was certainly worth seeing (and you should have seen the audience sit up and take notice when some U.S./California-topical references were added to the third scene.  Like the moment when the Black Politician called the White Politician (or was it the other way round) a "girly man".  Dig, dig at our governor, who had that to say about California Democrats this autumn when they wouldn't do something he wanted.  And while GWB wasn't mentioned by name, Dick Cheney was, as were the Patriot Act and the War on Terror.   If you're in the heartland and not in Chicago, don't look for this opera to come your way anytime soon.  As for East Coast people, I'm afraid Ligeti is a little too modern for the Met.   And at Kennedy Center -- not a prayer.)  What else?  Well, there was some rather remarkable singing by the woman who had the role of Chief of Secret Police.  And there was a wonderful curtain call by Mescalina's pet tarantula, which scooted happily around the stage to much laughter and applause.  (No, it wasn't a real spider, but I can't explain better; you had to be there to see it.)

I caught one new movie on Saturday -- Enduring Love --  based on the novel of the same name by Ian McEwan.  It was a fairly dark little film (the kind of movie I like best).  The opening scene (the hot air balloon) couldn't have been filmed better.  The title is a little bit of a play on words; it's "enduring" in its verbal rather than its adjectival sense that will stay with you if you have a chance to see the movie or read the book.

And with that, I'll close and go answer a question about Lost.

Ciao.