"The enormous care lavished on material that would never be worthy of the effort is more moving than the film; the addition adds pathos to inertia. The will to believe, without which a popular artist has to give up even trying, does not just turn sows' ears into silk purses; more often, it makes silk ears, beautifully surfaced and yet still attached to the same old animal."
-- Adam Gopnik, "The Corrections" in Oct. 22, 2007's , New Yorker. Sadly not online.
Also - Memo to spouse: I so wish we'd done this dance at our wedding. And no, Katie, you weren't the last one to see it.
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When Terps (Orchesis for you Gator alum) choreographers wed.
Posted by: The Featureless Saint | January 11, 2008 at 02:22 PM
That first dance was awesome.
Posted by: Anna | January 11, 2008 at 02:47 PM
Best first dance ever!
I found your blog through a link on an article of yours on babble.com regarding PPD and just ordered your book. Lord knows I could use a laugh or two about it all. :)
Posted by: Bren | January 11, 2008 at 09:45 PM
Geee....Joe and I just danced to Unchained Melody. How dull we are. Maybe we'll use this to completely embarrass the kids at a Renewal of Vows ceremony for our 25th anniversary. They'd be 19 and 17, so it'd be about perfect.
Posted by: Heidi | January 12, 2008 at 09:05 AM
Bren - Thanks! And hang in there. I don't know how moms with more than two niblets do it.
Heidi - mine'll be 17 and 14. Awesome! Hopefully, we'll still be limber enough to pull it off.
Posted by: Adrienne | January 12, 2008 at 01:33 PM