Midway through Take This Waltz the Michelle Williams character rides a carnival attraction with her rickshaw-pulling artist object of desire and we’re swept into a romantic reverie, seduced by the motion, darkness and music (Buggles!) and then — bang — the ride stops and our not-yet lovers find themselves in the bright unforgiving fluorescent light of day, they and we left feeling somewhat foolish for letting ourselves get so swept away. It’s one of many brilliant scenes in this messy, difficult and wonderful film.
A rare headache this morning so breakfast was toast and ibuprofen. How did I forget about the awesome combination of melted butter and honey?
Reading of Jane Goodall’s death I was reminded of Ruby Gill’s lovely How Chimpanzees Reassure Each Other. As she says, it may not be scientifically accurate.