Sunday, July 8, 2012
sunday afternoon matinee
I sniffled my way through this lush, sentimental movie this afternoon, staying indoors to keep cool. I'm a sucker for horse movies and this is a goodie. A Three Tissue award.
I have started a new S. J. Rozan mystery, On the Line. Although her plotting may get a little thin from time to time, Rozan writes some of the best "he said" then "she snapped back" dialogue on the market. Her two PIs are Lydia Chin, a smart and sassy Chinese woman and Bill Smith, another smartie but less sassy. Her repartée between the two is almost as good as that between Nick and Nora Charles, dishing at each other over martinis at the breakfast table.
Speaking of Nora, a very nice remembrance of Nora Ephron by David Remnick in this week's New Yorker. She was responsible for some pretty snappy dialogue herself. Just ask Harry and Sally.