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"Who are we, who is each of us, if not a combinatoria of experiences, information, books we have read, things imagined? Each life is an encyclopedia, a library, an inventory of objects, a series of styles, and everything can be constantly shuffled and reordered in every way conceivable." (Italo Calvino)
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If the philosophy of The Leftovers is that every mystery will be answered except for the big one, I think it is a philosophy I can live with. In “Cairo” and eight episodes into the first season, it’s clear that the show creators and writers may have learned from the frustration viewers felt at the end of Lost or the first season of True Detective.

Now we know what happened to the Chief’s white shirts. We know the truth about Gladys. Aimee’s given a little more depth, and the Guilty Remnant, by way of a tied up Patti, finally speaks. I’d hesitate to say any of these answers were satisfying, but isn’t that the way?

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Other Tidbits From This Week:

  • Patti recites a W.B. Yeats poem, in her speech to the Chief.
  • I always end up leaving out much from the recaps. But there was even more beautiful mirror imagery, as Jill cuts loose the dog and the Chief cuts loose Patti.
  • There is a brief scene with Matt’s wife, who is paralyzed and seemingly brain damaged. But she moves a bit and is played by Janel Maloney, so I’m guessing she, at least, is going to “wake up” in some capacity before too long.
  • When Patti asked “What else is there to live for?” I wanted to argue with her. She knows what there is to live for, as we’ve seen her indulge in breakfast foods and childish pranks and take pleasure throwing barbs at the Chief. But the GR sees what they want to see, except they think that makes them holy somehow.
But even for women who realize they still have a lot of things to figure out, around age 30 a sense of acceptance begins to settle in. It’s when many of us experience our first big career payoffs, and allow ourselves to exhale a little because for once it doesn’t feel like we’re building our lives from scratch. On the cusp of 30 — in stark contrast with prior milestones like college graduation — you’re set up to finally start living your best life, or at least a realistic approximation of it. You realize you’ll never be a wunderkind, and you’re okay with that. In general, you give way fewer fucks.

The Power of 29: An Ode to Being Almost 30 - NYmag.com (via annfriedman)

This is comforting to read, now that I’m a month and a half from this particular milestone.

If last week’s episode was a set piece, this week’s “Solace for Tired Feet” was a recognizable plot mover, complete with more questions raised than answers given. The episode brought the return of Mapleton’s wild dogs and Kevin Sr., who escapes from his psychiatric ward and brings some now familiar problems crashing into the Chief’s kitchen, though the Chief, suffering from lost time and possible hallucinations, can’t quite name them.

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Other Tidbits From This Week:

  • I’d like to see more children in Mapleton. How do you explain the Sudden Departure to kids, and how do adults react to such an obvious sign of the future?
  • What’s the deal with the May 1972 National Geographic?
  • I’m starting to wonder more about Aimee. It would be really interesting if there was something more to her than skimpy clothes and just a little too much interest in the Chief.
  • There was a lot more rhyming/repeating patterns and action in this episode. The Chief wakes up with a bite (human? dog?) on his hand and Tom is shot in the hand fleeing from the other almost-Tom-and-Christine pair. The cover of the National Geographic shows a group of people “shooting” (with cameras!) a bear in the road, much like the Chief shot at dogs in the street.
The creative life is forgiving: You can betray it all you want, again and again, and no matter how many times you do, it will always take you back.