happy easter! as we all know, jesus was way cool …
back at swarthmore, life is calm. everyone lounges about in the sunlight. doing work, of course, but still lounging. it’s fun being a bunny in springtime watching the other bunnies, especially when i have relatively little work to do myself. i may have an ear infection; otherwise, my cold is receding, leaving me hale and hearty. i find everything cute, and i’m eating much too much passover chocolate. possibly those things are related and the candy’s releasing a steady stream of seritonin. what a nice thought.
the other night i got to spend time with kross. we visited with various seniors whose inevitable taking leave of us in a month or so i refuse to think about. we parted only to reconvene at 25th hour. it made me think. like most of the spike lee movies i’ve seen, it needs a good editor: easily 20 minutes could be trimmed off. that was, however, one of the only things that reminded me it was a spike lee joint. the mirror rant and the setting in nyc — right. but where were the overt racial politics? what statement was he making about the white — or, in some subtle way i couldn’t really understand, the black — community?
ed norton and philip seymour hoffman delivered. just a day’s work for them. poor ed: in how many movies does he have to play a violent, self-destructive outlaw? poor cousin phil: in how many more movies does he have to play a sexually frustrated loser? but this is what we love them for. nobody does it better.
also saw possibly the best swarthmore theater-department-theater production yet, roger babb’s take on brecht’s man = man. at points, it felt professional. at points, i thought, what am i doing pretending to direct? i don’t have this kind of vision. sure, he’s been doing it for ages, it’s his job. but it reinforced my decision not to do a show next semester. i’ll leave that to people who share his passion and who are testing out their own abilities and visions.
i’ll concentrate on films. and snood!