Wednesday, May 23, 2007

What we cannot see.



Moments ago, I finished reading Pobby and Dingan, by Ben Rice. Putting my normally dramatic statements aside, I absolutely wept while reading the last page. If you are in the mood for not necessarily succinct writing but rather pungent and economic sentimentalism, this is the book you must go buy. It has a complete child-like abandon in its sweetness and a sort of desperate necessity to avoid and maybe, possibly even gives a big fuck you to modern cynicism. Go 'head, get all nostalgic 'n shit.

Apparently, there is a movie made of this book called Opal Dream {clicky click}. I have not seen it so I cannot vouch for it in any way, but here is a still from it.

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