Invisible Men and Thirty Thighs

Be advised: If you drive down IH-10 to Sealy, you will not see the sign for your exit, because it isn’t there. The highway is under construction. Hwy 36 is now a big pile of dirt.

We turned off at a Goodyear place and set the GPS for the hotel. It told us to avoid the mess on the interstate–in almost that phrase–and go east on the street we’d turned off on. David said he was grateful for GPS because he’d have gone west.

Our route took us down little streets and roads lined by trees and old fence posts and sagging barbed wire and all kinds of greenery and rusty barns and silos and even cows. I hadn’t seen a cow in forever. I miss them so much.

Finally we reached downtown Sealy. It’s a pretty little town, what we could see of it, but instead of going down Main Street, we turned off and went back to the interstate and our hotel. I don’t know now many people are staying here, but we’re the only ones I’ve seen. The construction is affecting their business. They’re short staffed, too.

David has gone to pick up our VIP passes. I am lying on the bed writing, eating Lorna Doones and Gatorade, and not listening to Father Brown.

I don’t watch network TV any more so I haven’t seen Father Brown in years. I am sorry the show has gotten preachy and soft instead of following G. K. Chesterton’s lead. His stories–and the TV shows made with Kenneth Moore–were serious. Sin was sin and there was nothing funny about it.

But I do like Sorcha Cusak. I liked Cyril Cusak back when and wondered if Sorcha is his sister. Google informed me she’s his daughter. I’m sure she’s too old to be his daughter. But The Golden Bowl, in which he appeared when he was up in years, was made in 1972 and ran on Masterpiece Theater in Season 2, 1972-73. It doesn’t seem that long ago.

I’m lying on the bed because I had to wake up before noon to pack, always a mammoth task, and I’m tired. I was going to bring some of my new clothes–a dear friend took me shopping and performed my mother’s function, saying, “You look good in that. Buy it.” But most are synthetic, and it will be hot as you-know-where, and I don’t want to be hotter. Furthermore, many people I’ve seen at film festivals look like unmade beds, and I can do better than that in old clothes.

David is going to order fried chicken online when he gets back. He said he wants three thighs. I thought he said thirty thighs. Works for me.

I considered ordering fried catfish, but it always tastes so bland. Not like San Marcos River catfish. San Marcos catfish tastes like the river, algae and all. Put a bite in your mouth and you smell river. People not raised on that fish might object. But farmed fish, which most restaurants probably serve, is, from what I hear, raised in a no more pristine environment. And shrimp are bottom-feeders, too, and nobody complains about them.

David’s film, Invisible Men Invade Earth, will be screened tomorrow in a block of “offensive, scatological” videos. You have to be 18+ to get in. I’ve laughed and laughed since reading. How a film David made managed to be categorized as offensive, I do not know. Unless viewers don’t like cats.

The video was judges’ choice in a Dallas festival several years ago and they screened it the next year, too. They said they often quote a line from it. For ten years, it’s been going to festivals.

Viewers have called it “sweet” and “innocent,” and a video “made just because the film maker wanted to make it.” Which is true. He told one audience he wanted to make a video while he was sitting on the couch and spending no money. That’s true, too.

The only positive about the category is that it might draw a large audience if they think they’re going to see something offensive.

If you haven’t seen the video and would like to, here’s the Youtube version. If it won’t load, go to the bottom of the film screen and click Yourube..

Image by MonikaP from Pixabay

Image by Luiz Fernando Miguel from Pixabay

7 thoughts on “Invisible Men and Thirty Thighs

    1. David will be pleased you liked the video. The audience was small (maybe “offensive” put them off, or they were having lunch). Anyone who has listened to seventh-grade boys would not be offended, although I must admit that the seventh-graders I dealt with were polite in my hearing, They would have laughed, however, It was explained to David that his video was there in the middle to provide some laughs between the offensive videos. Well, thanks so much. Nobody laughed. Two policemen stood, then sat, at the back of the room, perhaps to monitor riots or language, but before long they were looking at their phones. However, the little booths down Main Street were nice, and a vendor suggested an Upscale resale store around the corner. The owner had to open both doors to get my wheelchair in–it was that kind of weekend–and the store was so packed I couldn’t get past about six feet in. However, because I had such trouble getting in, she gave me 25% off a fedora, not resale–every mystery writer needs a fedora-although after leaving I saw it wasn’t exactly the kind I wanted, like George Raft wore. But it’s nice and has such a broad brim it will keep the sun off and is great for bad hair days, which means all of them.

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