Monday, June 2, 2008


Antonio and Selvaggia ride into a neighboring village on the Ducati.


Antonio: I need a piazza.

Selvaggio: I’m a bit hungry too.

Antonio: No, no. Not pizza. A piazza. I need a place to drink coffee and talk to friends.

Selvaggio: There's no piazza here. And all your friends are back in Laguna.

Antonio: I used to know someone here. Made sandals.


Film maker Tarantino often has characters engaging in unlikely conversations. In this case, the conversation is a believable mishearing between the elderly. What opens your eyes is their mode of arrival: the yellow Ducati. Some boomers just won’t act their age.

What do we call this? Shifted context? Displaced characters?


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