only one cinematic adaptation of a work of literature made me want to read the original script with the exclusion of the narrator... stendhal's the scarlet and black, i traded linkin park's hybrid theory with a friend for a second-hand copy for him to buy it for me near trafalgar sq., no other work i can mention, which i find very odd; starring rachel weisz and ewan mcgregor.*

i learned young to read the works of the (g)nostic (g)nomes,
and even though i did that, in order to not meet the bishop
and not be confirmed, i found it hard to find a celebration
and feast day of a saint to meet a cardinal... in any other way
than to meet a cardinal reading alex dumas’ the three muskateers
and the scheming cardinal richelieu (ceelo green /
tim curry a.k.a. frank n’ furter), i guess my chance of
meeting the pope would be reduced to being a baby.