So the other day I was chatting with my best friend Pulitzer Prize winner Jeffrey Eugenides (full interview coming soon) about the state of culture, and he mentioned he really like this film called A Separation. He too – tired of the vast amounts of romcom trite found at 50,000 feet - had watched it on an Indie whim while flying to New Zealand. His verdict was that it achieved a similar narrative to a novel. Guess what? You can go and see it at The Rialto! Right now! Be like my best friend Jeffrey! Plus there’s even more good news for all you book nerds out there, or at least I think it's good news – things on television are becoming more like books! People keep on talking about Girls heaps, this article is no different. I sort of have a few opinions about the show. Like, I think it borrows more from the Gilmore Girls than anyone really wants to admit to. Also that despite gross sex scenes, it’s still pretty glamorous. I mean I’m just as disturbed watching the coitus unfold as I was when Samantha did it on Sex and the City. I’m a bit upset that they made the only lesbian gruff too. All that aside, I’d probably still vote Lena Dunham as chief of the Americas.
But, back to my best friend Jeffrey Eugenides' fave film.