Charles mort ou vif was one of the first films about soixante-huit I ever encountered, and it's still my favorite (with Les amants réguliers a distant second). How to get [un-non]plussed, it'd be called if it were a self-help book. The head of a Swiss watch factory throws it all over:
Under an assumed name he sets off on his own. But before long he ( Read more... )

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Al Filreis's blog today, a Moment of Zen:

1988. Hard to remember how deeply into the PC (Political Correctness) wars we had fallen. Very deeply. This was of course moments before the Soviet bloc fell and yet anticommunism was still very much an animating force behind attacks on multiculturalists and scholars of race/class/gender.

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is raining. is raining and raining. my new samurai style umbrella broke most unceremoniously last night during a walk in the crazy storm.

my sinus infection, acquired in utah, is finally dissipating, so i may risk it and watch the storms from westcliff tonight - and maybe recite some robert frost to the ocean.