Monday, November 02, 2009

Les movies

My two most favorite are probably Central Station and Howards End. But yesterday, the TV was on, and I was sort of getting into Catch Me If You Can. I remember how, when I first saw it, I could NOT stop thinking of Bill Schroeder. (Sometimes--actually it happened this weekend--when people ask about the pronounciation of my last name, I start to say I don't know why, but sometimes "oe" is pronounced like "a" and I cite the name "Schroeder" as an example.) Such were the impressions, somehow imprinted on my funny little brain, at an early, early age. Oh, B.S., how like and yet unlike ol' Thoreau (at least, later I came to think) you were. Absolutely transfixed by accounts like these, I once was.

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