Friday, August 26, 2005

David Aaronovitch is Fat

Well perhaps not so much now that he's been to the Pritikin Longevity Center And Spa in Aventura, Florida. (Yes, it is indeed the same place.) Can this be true, is the one certain fact of blog life really going to crumble?
OK, this story has a very tenuous connection to David Aaronovitch, but the imagination reels.
Mike from from Michigan called himself an "independent film-maker." This had a clear downside, as he was paying the spondoolicks out of his own pocket. My heart bled for him. And he was fat. How very like a whale as the writer chappie had it.* Unlike the dapper fatsoes lounging elsewhere, Mike was sort of scruffy, and wore a basball cap. He had a bit of a chip about coming from a place called Flint, which sounds a bit drab, if free of the Shiraz-types. I tried to win him round by slagging off main stream movies. At least you're an independent film maker, Mike, mate," I said. "Wasn't it just awful how the Academy gave an Oscar to 'Fahrenheit 9/11'? Cosseted Hollywood, what do they know?"
*See my previous post for more of Dave's knack for misquoting cliches. (I've never read a blogger who has injuncted "Read them all" either.)


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