INTERIOR: Building-On-Bond Café – Day
My winter ennui is setting in early this year, though I doubt it has anything to do with light-deprivation. Most likely, that's just an excuse. I think the human brain latches onto bogus hypochondriacal information, like a mental virus, in order to create illness. And we want to be ill so as not to deal with our emotions. But which emotions? Off the top of my head, I'd say - sadness, anger, regret, self-loathing, free-floating anxiety, loneliness, and fear of death.
I don't think all of those things quite qualify as emotions, but I do know that I feel all of them, like hours on a clock, each of them having their moment, sometimes all at once.
Anyway, now that I've vented my spleen a little and have whined like a middle-aged baby, I'll proceed with this blog and try to be a little more cheery for you as I analyze 'Forty-two Down!'
As I mentioned in an earlier installment, last year I was very much into crossword puzzles and so wanted to incorporate this fascination into the show, hoping, I guess, to appeal to all the other crossword people out there and because I fill the show, like a person collecting antiques, with the things that interest me. But why do I do this? Well, I guess I'm making some kind of mosaic of ideas and images. A mosaic, which I hope, when viewed at a distance, like all mosaics, will appear to be a cohesive, whole entity, and an interesting and entertaining one at that.
Anyway, I set the opening scene at Building-on-Bond café, because it's the café up the street from me and I like its look and feel. Also, I've written a good deal of 'Bored to Death' on its coffee. In fact, I have one right next to me at this moment.
I wanted a stroller scene in season 2, since in season 1 people seemed to get such a kick out of Ray's interactions with strollers, which, as anyone who's been to Brooklyn knows, absolutely abound. There are so many babies here you would think it's a third-world country, but it must just be that New York is a walking city and so all the infants aren't hidden in cars. What's actually more surprising to me than the number of babies is how many people must be in quasi-stable enough relationships to have children. I mean, how do they do it? Perhaps I think this way because, as I have Ray say in season 1, "I want to be the only child in a woman's life."