Pre-Solstice Siesta, or Cape Fear
I really do like the Martin Scorsese version of Cape Fear, which offers his own spin on Pentecostal/Catholic notions of sin and redemption, but the original 1962 version with Gregory Peck and Robert Mitchum is so clean, simple, and, well, ordinary in its morality that I find it arresting.
Anyway, I'll be heading to Southeast North Carolina, yes, and Cape Fear, too, for a little vacation time, to haunt the old haunts of the Ivory-billed Woodpecker and slavery-labored plantations. But I won't be on any houseboats, and I don't believe I'll be stalked by any criminals I got lax in defending in court.
So until the Solstice, I'll be siesta-ing.