Stop what you’re doing and go watch Deidra & Laney Rob a Train on Netflix. Just stop and do it now. You’ll thank me after. This movie was so much fun. I don’t even know where to begin. Funny, touching, clever, socially responsible…this is the best family movie night pick we’ve had in a long time. Go watch it.
My wife and I watched Peyton Place and Return to Peyton Place last night, because the small town we live in is basically Peyton Place, except we don’t have a ski resort. The films were highly melodramatic, but still fun, and Return has a small role for Tuesday Weld, and, as we all know, I would watch Tuesday Weld do her taxes. Return‘s final town hall meeting scene brought up a lot of points those of us trying to do new things in an old town have run up against.
I listened to the first two Oasis albums this week–Definitely Maybe and What’s the Story, Morning Glory? I absolutely adored Oasis for a couple years as a teenager, and was a bit disappointed to find the albums hadn’t held up the way I’d hoped. There’s still some nostalgia there, but I’m not sure what I and everyone else was hearing in this band 20+ years ago.
I read Tsitsi Ella Jaji’s Beating the Graves from University of Nebraska Press’s African Poetry Book Series this week. It was a lovely collection, if a bit inconsistent. Look for a review on this blog in the coming month. I also read the zine POPs: Parents on Parenting #1, which looked at unconventional parents and families. I’ll be reviewing that as well.
I’ll have a few articles being published out and about in the coming week, including a review of Güera by Rebecca Gaydos for The Collagist and some beer-related articles for PorchDrinking and Indiana on Tap, so keep your eyes open on social media for those.
The title is taken from a line of Tsitsi Ella Jaji’s poem “Document for U.S. Citizens Who Have Never Applied for a Visa and Have Had It Up to Here with Those Loud Aliens Who Go On and On about Some Letter.”