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corrupt email If anyone sent me any email after nine o'clock central standard time last night I didn't get it. Something corrupted my email and I had to have my account repaired and anything sent to me after that time was lost. I know that I lost at least a hundred and thirty messages before I got the problem fixed. Personally I would like to pound on the moron that sent me the garbage that derailed my account. From what I can piece together I may have gotten the logjam from something on diary-l, but I'm not sure. What I do know is that being sick lowers my level of tolerance for this kind of thing. I had to watch The Double Life of Veronique one more time before I returned it tonight. Kieslowski gives his films a magical quality that is hard to describe and has to be seen more than once. I couldn't absorb all of it in just one sitting. Plus I knew there were moments when I was too busy reading the subtitles and missed some of what the actors were doing. One review calls the film supernatural and I would say that is partly right. The film centers around two identical women who never meet yet are vaguely aware of each other. It subtly offers up the idea that maybe what we do is mirrored by someone else. Maybe people are more connected than they really know. There is a puppet show scene in the film that I enjoy. There isn't any dialogue. We just see the hands of the puppeteer guiding the dancer across the stage. It isn't the story told about the puppet that affects me so much, but the movements of the puppet and the way it looks. The puppet inhabits another world, a world that seems much older and more complex than the one that I see around me. Puppets frighten and fascinate me at the same time. Europe has a way of combining the sinister with the ordinary and puppet shows fall into this category. They have been doing this for centuries and I would love to see a genuine Punch and Judy show just once to get the full effect. Fairy tales are another prime example of this talent. Europe in general seems like a magical place to me. History surrounds the people there. Here in America we care very little about the past, because we are too busy building the future. What past we do have we try to forget or ignore. I am sure that if I grew up in Europe it wouldn't seem nearly as alluring, but so often I see American culture as lacking style. Some might even say that America doesn't have any true culture. All that we have to offer the world is hamburgers and rock and roll. Part of me knows that if I stay home from work, I would get better faster, but I can't quite bring myself to do it.
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