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...into avant-garde theater projects and backpacking. Then, five years ago, India, known as "Inky," was born. "Shortly after you give birth," Halliday writes in The Big Rumpus, "most of the activities that defined your identity are suspended to let you mix apple juice, deal with somebody else's snot and develop a lot of highfalutin ideas about television...
...numerous dialogues and conversations are witty and captivating, making for a fun and interesting read. Hank wonders about the mysteries in life, in no particular order of importance. Questions of mortality and tolerance are balanced with musings on how a girl with a nose ring manages to keep the snot from her cheeks when she sneezes. And of course, like any 13-year-old boy, he is fascinated by the insoluble mystery of girls. The author does a commendable job of describing all the confused longings and awkward fumblings of a preteen boy in his first sexual experience...
...right?" Sometimes the journey from "Fifi is about to die" to "I'm abandoning Fifi before I miss my train" can take less than three seconds. And then there's the hideous clash of wills between wanting to cuddle said sick child and not really wanting sick child's snot all over your only presentable blouse. There's a marketing opportunity here. What working mom will want to go through life without the Phlegm-Phighting Apron or SnotAway spray...
...final seven minutes are master-class. In the Luxembourg Gardens, Shiang-chyi's face fills the screen, as ghostly as that fish. A string of snot runs from her nose; there's a tear smear or two on her cheeks. The camera retreats, showing children playing to her left, interrupted when a suitcase on wheels is dragged between them by two adults. Then we're looking behind her sleeping head, at a pond: the suitcase drifts, unexplained, from left to right and out of shot. Back again, and now the frame is filled by a Chinese man who fishes...
...just things I want to do and need a grandmother as an excuse, the way Bill Clinton likes to hang out with single guys. At some age, you just want to sit still with the people you love and bask in the wonder of routine. And hope that your snot-nosed grandson isn't talking too quickly and quietly on purpose because your hearing is fading and he's actually making fun of your gaudy jewelry. Thank God we canceled the large-print edition of TIME...