I cut meat and I sing my song

[sovay]

O mysterious benefactor off the internet who sent me a copy of Kevin Macdonald's Emeric Pressburger: The Life and Death of a Screenwriter (1994), thank you! It arrived this afternoon and I am so far enjoying it immensely. There are several film-related books I have been reading recently and want to talk about, although not tonight because I saw half of John Woo's Face/Off (1997) earlier this evening and my head is still filled with Nicholas Cage and slo-mo and cascading sparks and exploding airplanes and people falling sideways while firing two guns at once and John Travolta being significantly more entertaining than most roles I've seen him in, possibly on account of playing Nicholas Cage. I may even want to see the rest of the movie sometime after my ears have stopped ringing. I am reliably informed there are doves.

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[sovay]

but bodyswap is one of my favorite fannish tropes so you can see where I'd fall for this regardless of whether it's objectively any good.

It is for all intents and purposes bodyswap with the thinnest of scientific rationales. It counts!