Marginally food related, in that Nora Ephron was among those responsible for perpetrating that crime of cinema on the legacy of Julia Child. In the recent MC Eschery covered NYEr, Ephron for the ostensibly funny Shouts and Murmurs feature, wrote what claimed to be a parody of the Stieg Larsson Girl with the Dragon Tattoo series. The Larsson books are dicey -- The Cod burned through them in a handful of June evenings while the cinetrix was off at the Flash, and enjoyed them -- evidently the famously uninhibited Swedish sexual mores mean that folks either have a) relentlessly honest and sincere extramarital affairs, or b) torture teen prostitutes from the Baltic. It is something of a Taco Bell literary experience, in that one enjoys it more during than after. That said, I might point out in response to Ephron's hamfisted and tone-deaf stab at a parody, that there was one book I saw on lots of beach blankets over the 4th, and it wasn't I feel Bad About My Neck.
Ever since Lowell read the Stieg Larssons he's been wanting to set off to Sweden to be a journalist. Apparently the middle-aged ones get A LOT of tail.
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