Overheard at a Diner
Two women were commiserating about their kids. Said one to the other: "There's not that much difference between teens and toddlers, other than age and vocabulary."
Film director Wayne Wang has helmed mainstream movies (Maid in Manhattan, Because of Winn-Dixie) and films about immigrants' experiences (The Joy Luck Club). Now through Nov. 9, he's in Spokane, to film a multicultural project called A Thousand Years of Good Prayers. It's about a Chinese man who comes to the States to comfort his daughter after her divorce, only to find himself romantically involved with an Iranian woman.
The New Trend
Baptists and Presbyterians should probably skip this next item.
The Episcopalians are going to be dancing in church on Friday night. And not just any dance, but the sensual, swaying rhythms of bossa nova -- the "new trend" that updates the sultriness index even of that jazzy, sybaritic musical form, Brazilian samba.
That's right, the nine members of Desafinado will blow their flutes, mute their trumpets and beat their drums to the tunes of Stan Getz, Sergio Mendes and Joao Gilberto inside St. John's Cathedral (12th Ave. and Grand Blvd.) as a benefit for Spokane's Interfaith Hospitality Network, which provides emergency shelter for homeless families. The hip-shimmying commences on Friday, Oct. 27, at 7 pm, and tickets are $10. Call 838-4277 or 325-SEAT.
Only question is: If you join a samba line inside an Episcopalian cathedral, aren't there times when you should bow or genuflect or something?
Where Is Thy Sting?
The rumble of low voices in the second movement of Brahms' A German Requiem gave us shivers on Friday night, while the sweet melody of the soprano solo foreshadowed Mahler's Resurrection Symphony by about 50 years. With 100 voices and a full orchestra at his fingertips, Eckart Preu had a blast with the composer's meditations on mortality and eternity.
Ex-Enron CEO Jeff Skilling -- so smooth, so ingratiating as he talks about his innocence. Surely 24 years is too much? Then again, asked after his sentencing about whether he feels any remorse, Skilling went on and on about his own hardships. And there's this item, one of Skilling's e-mails introduced as evidence at trial: "Blank you, you piece of blank. I can't wait to see you go down with the ship like all the other vermin. Smug, paranoid, unhappy blanker blanker. Eat blank."
What was that about the vocabulary of teens and toddlers? For still more fun with e-mails from all manner of Enron execs, visit enron.trampolinesystems.com.