Excerpt: Koutonin appears peeved that he and others, perhaps more broadly the entrepreneurs he writes for in his regular blog, don’t get to enjoy the class privilege of being expatriates.
At the heart of the Farrow hiring was and is the biggest lie both media and consumers like to hold up: that what matters most is not substance or talent, but the ability to attract attention.
Watts’ insistence on simply having experienced pleasure while fully clothed does nothing really to advance a more complicated idea of what counts as pleasure in public.
If Season 1 made prison seem like Camp PrisonCanBeFun for girls, Season 2 is bleaker and filled with reminders that the only certainty about prison life, besides the roaches and the shit bubbling up through bad plumbing, is the absolute uncertainty.
