December 12, 2000. What a bagel!
Breathe deeply. This used to be an advertisement for macaroni and cheese.

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One on one with Thomas Pynchon
The reclusive author of The English Patient, the Pelican Brief and Uncle Vanya talks about life, love, and turning 58 in the year 2000.

strongsmell.com: So, read any good books lately?

Thomas Pynchon: Um. Not really. My buddy told me that The Client was totally the goods, but I just couldn't get into it.

smell: Oh, I liked that one. The bit with that dude in the car trying to gas himself until the little kid stops him was pretty cool.

TP: That was in The Client?

smell: Yeah, I'm pretty sure.

TP: Because I could have sworn that was from something else. You sure it's not from The Omen?

smell: Well, now that you mention it I'm not so sure. The Omen was the one with Gregory Peck, right?

TP: Oh no, it was fiction.

smell: I meant the movie. Wasn't Gregory Peck in the movie?

TP: What movie?

smell: The Omen.

TP: They made a movie of The Omen? That would be pretty cool if they ever did.

smell: --

TP: Well, I never saw it.

smell: Oh.

TP: --

smell: It had a pool table in it that had this totally baby-puke yellow coloured felt on it.

TP: Oh.

smell: It was neat.



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