THE BEST PART of Rob Sheffield's Love Is A Mixtape? The Pavement lyric in the preface:
I wasted all your precious time
I wasted it all on you
THE STORY ITSELF suckerpunched me, turning from a tedious recounting of indie rock adolescence and graduate angst (hit too close to home obvs) to a heart-rending tale of "the long, nearly unbearable ache of being a young widower." It's not fiction, and knowing that may have been the worst part.
SPEAKING OF graduate angst, choosing to watch Noah Baumbach's Kicking and Screaming may have been a bad idea. It's a movie about post-college directionlessness, the "gravitational pull of campus," and breaking into the real world. Except it sucked and I only made it through 15 minutes. Just like in Margot at the Wedding, Baumbach's latest film, the characters are all unbelievably pretentious academic assholes. Completely unfunny, and worse, completely unrelatable.
I CAN NOW SAY conclusively that regardless of my love for The Squid and the Whale, I hate Noah Baumbach.
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