Paul Attinello

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  • Jarman’s Garden

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    I’ve been watching Derek Jarman’s The Garden (1990) in order to write about it for the book. I wasn’t looking forward to this, because I’ve conceived such an annoyed dislike for such films as Sebastiane and War Requiem – the glacial pace, the stiff acting, the cheesy tech. But I was immediately enchanted by this…

  • The larger sense of time

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    Late last night, after a day of getting some things done and some falling aside, looking for a book to take to bed: and I picked up the big collected poetry by Czeslaw Milosz. A beautiful book – well, a book full of beautiful stuff – but really too large for a poetry book, even…

  • Hi guys

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    Sorry to stop blogging for, what, about three weeks now. A TypePad employee fixed my last Stuttgart blog post, then rather tartly e-mailed me to say that they didn’t expect to give customers that kind of help. Which kind of soured me on the whole blog thing for a bit… didn’t know how to fix…

  • TypePad mess

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    Apologies, I have several posts waiting in various formats, and others in my head unwritten; but TypePad’s new setup messes with the formatting in invisible ways, and I can’t seem to resolve it. Will post when I can either figure out what to do, or they fix the mess they’ve made. (Although – admittedly –…

  • Sitges: Fragments

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    Salou Monday, I spent the day taking trains to see Dennis in Salou (not, as it happens, Salo – the subject of the infamous Pasolini film, which Goffredo always wants to tease me to see again – that’s on Lake Como in Italy). A not unpleasant visit to another, larger, more crowded beach city, with…

  • Sitges: People, and people

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    I remain confused about the position of other people in my life… my family, my friends, my colleagues. Lately I’ve allowed two friendships to become somewhat damaged: one because a dear friend’s husband is going through a rough time, and I have little respect for how he’s handling it – thus, in an admittedly ruthless…

  • Sitges: Art

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    It turns out I have Internet access here – probably from some neighbor who hasn’t put a password on their system. I had various minor anxieties about coming here: will it be too commercial, too self-conscious, too artificial? Will I have the unhappy experiences I’ve had in the past, even though they are always mixed…

  • Away, away

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    Off to Sitges for a week. Have fussed about whether this is really where I should be traveling, what I need, what effect it is supposed to have: what would make me happy(ier), what would get me back to work, what would refresh me? Anyway, this is what it is. So: see you later alligator….

  • Ostern in Stuttgart (IV)

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    [Fourth – perhaps there will be five – in a series on my hospital experiences last month.] [March 26 – 31] Porträts (Wednesday) As I lay in the hospital, recovering, with not many things happening on any given day (a status which will last for about a week, as it happens), I meet various nurses,…

  • Prescription

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    So… Mitchell's response to my impulsive desires to travel to, probably, Barcelona, and getting a cat, is, quite sensibly: okay then, get a flight and then get a cat. Melinda's therapeutic suggestion today was the same. All right: I get it. Simple answers to simple desires. A casual phone call to Joyce, she was in…