Scottie wrote: > > As a matter of interest, did any other Bananafish manage > to sit through the entirety of that unending, arse-achingly > pretentious desert of fatuity? Despite a rigorous search through > friends, family, acquaintances & patients I've been unable to find > anyone who did not slink, stalk or stride out of the cinema after > the thirtieth or so minute. I myself left considerably earlier. > > Scottie B. > > >.......and (although it may mean that I must have the tatoo of the red maple leaf removed from my right pec....) I'm afraid I must agree. It was almost as bad as a similarly over-praised under-imagined epic film from something like ten years ago--Out of Africa.... But the book (in BOTH instances, actually) was something else again. (And if you can get anything else by Ondaatje over there Scottie--I recommmend IN THE SKIN OF A LION--run, don't walk to your local library!) (Oh, and by the way, have you reconsidered your future in radio?) Cheers, Paul OSO--...further to my earlier post about the premature demise of one H. Caulfield: This has been driving me crazy since my very recent re-reading of "This Sandwich has no Mayonnaise"..... D. B. (who was presumably the narrator) tells us only that Holden was "missing in action"..... Perhaps I've pre-maturely presumed him to be dead. Maybe JDS has been slaving away all these years on a magnum opus in which Holden adopts a new name and an alternate personality, and lives happily ever after in the south of France.....