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Here's a funny excerpt from an article I read yesterday:
There are different visions of white guy life, depending on the available light where you grew up. If you grew up in rural Sweden, you turn into Ingmar Bergman and see Death prancing through the forest. If you grew up in Italy, you turn into Federico Fellini and life is a surreal circus filled with sex, food and Marcello Mastroianni. If you grew up in Little Italy in Lower Manhattan, you turn into Marty Scorsese and life is filled with Catholic guilt, well-dressed gangsters and spasms of horrifying violence. And Bobby De Niro. If you grew up in Victoria, B.C., like Atom Egoyan, you make masterpieces of alienation and compassion, which, when you stop and think about it, just about perfectly describes what it's like to be Canadian.
Made me laugh, especially the Canadian bit, so I thought I'd share. Here's the whole thing.
There are different visions of white guy life, depending on the available light where you grew up. If you grew up in rural Sweden, you turn into Ingmar Bergman and see Death prancing through the forest. If you grew up in Italy, you turn into Federico Fellini and life is a surreal circus filled with sex, food and Marcello Mastroianni. If you grew up in Little Italy in Lower Manhattan, you turn into Marty Scorsese and life is filled with Catholic guilt, well-dressed gangsters and spasms of horrifying violence. And Bobby De Niro. If you grew up in Victoria, B.C., like Atom Egoyan, you make masterpieces of alienation and compassion, which, when you stop and think about it, just about perfectly describes what it's like to be Canadian.
Made me laugh, especially the Canadian bit, so I thought I'd share. Here's the whole thing.