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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Why did I keep going back for more ? It was, as if I actualy enjoyed. Hurt!

East Wind New Yorker conversation, someone -- I can't recall whether it was Mr. Morris or Mr. Singer -- called crocodile tears, deliberately or inadvertently, "alligator tears." I like the notion of "alligator tears." In this film, McNamara reinvents crocodile tears, you might say; he transcends the more obvious crocodile tears and gives us -- alligator tears. Alligator tears aren't insincere, not in the same way crocodile tears folkloric are. I'd define alligator tears as tears of equanimity,... Sign in to see full entry.

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