Canals of expectation... canals of frustration... canals of unrequited longing... see what happens when a man and his fantasies confront the perfect stranger, a million bicycles and pizzas that call themselves pancakes, in a world of canals, as we unleash...
MY ROMANCE IN AMSTERDAM, a fictional blog serial in seven installments, coming to this space tomorrow: Only some of it really happened, but all of it is true.
So what did you think of the "Six Feet Under" season finale? I'm still depressed. But it's not an easy show for me to watch, with my mother currently in the hospital.
Just came back from seeing Broken Flowers. Still processing it. Jarmusch is always tough for me. I get it intellectually and critically. But my heart doesn't want it.
Posted by: Lis Fies | August 25, 2005 at 10:42 PM
Lis, I was happy with the finale... some truly touching moments... and that final montage was kind of horribly wonderful, the logical conclusion to all those deaths that started every episode from the get... Jarmusch IS kind of tough, but I just keep thinking about Bill Murray's eyes... that's where the emotion lived for me.
Posted by: mernitman | August 25, 2005 at 11:43 PM
ah! i knew it was the Amsterdam tulip market i was looking at. good to have you back.
Posted by: kristen | August 26, 2005 at 07:22 PM