You’ve got an old fashioned idea divorce is something that lasts forever, “til death do us part.” Why divorce doesn’t mean anything nowadays, Hildy, just a few words mumbled over you by a judge. His Girl Friday (1940) dir. Howard Hawks
being a rory gilmore lover is actually very funny because you’ll tell someone you are a rory fan and they’ll be like “yeah! i also love rory when she was in chilton!” NO you silly goose i love rory in every single season i love rory when she’s making mistakes and being dumb as hell because that’s my girlfailure <3 i don’t love her only when she was meeting people’s expectations
“But accuracy isn’t always artistry, and, while pangs of recognition can be thrilling—novels set in your Brooklyn neighborhood, a reference to a bottle of Sriracha in the fridge, scenes scored with your favorite indie band—it’s intellectually disingenuous to allow that recognition to masquerade as some higher order of feeling. Owing to the rise in niche media, specificity—of language, of dress, of eating habits—is taking the place of narrative empathy. People love thinking about themselves, and getting someone to like something—or to “like” something—seldom requires much more than giving them the chance to celebrate their own personal history.”
— Maybe my favorite part of this Alice Gregory piece on Nicole Holofcener for The New Yorker is that it’s accurate enough so it’s impossible to write anything intelligent about it besides Nailed It, Ms. Gregory. She’s very insightful regarding internet-era mores and I’d love to see more of that from her pen. Plus it skillfully adds a quote from the wackest Edith Wharton, a book that reads as if Wharton rewrote The Wings of the Dove with a goal of happiness.
