Saturday, April 21, 2007

H&S

As distinct from, say, H&K, which any weapons-oriented person recognizes immediately.

H&S is Heart and Soul. For some reason, sitting here at the breakfast table, I thought of the charming sequence in Superman Returns where the hulking, muscular, tattooed thug walks over to the piano where Lois Lane's son is tentatively picking out that tune, turns to smile at her, and then sits and quietly plays the counterpoint as the boy continues his part. Its a startling, counterintuitive sequence.

And what happens shortly afterward with the piano's not bad, either.

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