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December 02, 2010

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Colin, have you seen Joan Didion's Aug. '79 criticism of Woodyworld?
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/1979/aug/16/letter-from-manhattan/ Also be sure to check out the smart letters in response -- #2 and #3 are excellent.

Great movie, though. Part of the genius for me is the rabbithole that starts with showing this milieu of cultured knowingness. Takes one to know one, right? Then we -- who are kinda sorta like, or perhaps would wish to be like the folks we see on the screen -- get to mock our weak, mixed-up, worldly selves. From a safe, knowing distance. Which we are, of course, aware of. Etc.

I found only the printer-friendly version displayed in full, but yeah, thanks for passing that along -- the piece and three follow-ups make for a fascinating exchange. And if we could somehow install a hall of mirrors inside the rabbit hole, maybe we'd approach the metaphor we need?

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