Friday, April 25, 2008

I can totally see Angelina Jolie in that part, actually.

The news about the imminent resurrection of Dagny Taggart now completes my journey in my own personal wayback machine; thank goodness that Front Street's Stephen Roxburgh today talked me into buying a Kindle* so I can move into the future.

I'm taking another venture into the brave new world tomorrow, with my first experience of a live Met satellite-cast at the movie theater, with Natalie Dessay (for whom we once went to Paris only to have her cancel) and the latest king of the high c's, Juan Diego Florez.

*N.B. Frequent commenter Sheila of Wands and Worlds has written a piece for an upcoming issue of the HB about e-reading; stay tuned.


thommy said...

I saw La Dessay sleepwalk in Santa Fe, and she was stupendous. She matches the acrobatics of her coloratura with a physicality like Olivier's, vaulting all about the stage. And she's tiny tiny. Wow.

While we're on the subject, do you think Roger can beat Rafa tomorrow?

Roger Sutton said...

I once saw Dessay sing while running backwards and holding a tray of drinks (in Handel's Alcina).

I don't think Roger played Rafa today; he beat Davydenko (retired with an injury) at the Estoril.

Any other daring feats of athleticism?

Anonymous said...

Actually Nadal won 7-5, 7-5. See today's NYT.