INSIPID

Rented M. Night Shymalan’s Lady in the Water last night. It’s listed as a horror movie. I suppose that for eight to twelve year-olds, one might consider this horror. There seems to be a trend in these PG-13 “horror” movies: The Ring, The Village, etc. They have some gruesome scenes—without the grue—but they are not bone chilling horror as the original The Haunting or Louis Jourdan as Dracula.

My husband, Lloyd, asked me this morning how LitW had ended; he must have fallen asleep. Will I buy the DVD? No, nor would I buy the sound track CD if such a thing exists. Ho hum!

The word of the day for January 5, 2007 is “insipid” — 1 : lacking taste or savor : TASTELESS [insipid food]. 2 : lacking in qualities that interest, stimulate, or challenge : DULL, FLAT [insipid prose].

Our quote for today is from Logan Pearsall Smith (1865–1946), “Life and Human Nature,” Afterthoughts (1931):

Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid
to a vulgar taste.

;^)