She's rather fond of her onion (radish? IDK).
THE PASSENGER / STELLA MARIS (McCarthy, 2022)
While I preferred STELLA MARIS to THE PASSENGER – not saying much, but both characters were far more interesting than those featured in THE PASSENGER, one of them far more interesting than they were in the latter – I couldn't shake my disconnect to, well, everything throughout: I don't mind being lost – in fact, I've always loved being lost in the winding paths of McCarthy's mindpages – but this wasn't that: this was something... less. One of my notes read, "... first time reading McCarthy that I feel like I'm reading his interpretation of someone else's work.”
While both PASSENGER and STELLA showed glimmers of McCarthy at his best, those glimmers were few and far between: I want to believe that I'm wrong about all of the above and that a re-read of both would change my mind and perhaps it would – but I'd prefer to not give it more time than I already have; a stinging disappointment that the return of one of my biggest inspirations was so uninspir/ed/ing.
My complete reading list, from 2013 to the present, lives here.
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quick note on THE MANDALORIAN 3-3
While I mostly watch THE MANDALORIAN at this point only because my wife is a total Grogu otaku (Grotaku?), I’d be down for a series set in the Coruscant amnesty program housing complex: that was a solid diversion that begs for deeper exploration – and in more nuanced hands than Favreau; Tony Gilroy, get on that. (Note to self: still need to watch ANDOR.)
things id like to do here this week but will probably forget by next
More text mixed in with cool pictures of old movies and toys.
Consider, with the above in mind, publishing something longer on Weds to not only add more textual elements here but also to force myself to take a day away from Main Projects to avoid newsletter-discussed fuckall for remainder of the week.
But: you do intend for this space to be representative of where you are in each passing moment. Perhaps the current moment isn’t so text-laden (here) and to attempt to force yourself to do otherwise would be a middle finger to the present moment?
Which I suppose gets to what a blog is, perhaps.
And now I’m just thinking of random shit and typing it.
Because now I’ve added text.
Carry on.