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What does it say about me that I could go with either interpretation?
(Actually what it says is simply that I am part of the unfortunate demographic group labeled Generation X. Neither Boomer nor Millennial, we enjoyed a brief but superficial flirtation with the marketers and journalists back in the early ’90s, but we soon lost our sparkle when those damn all-digital kids who are going to inherit the 21st Century started doing… whatever it is that they do. The folks my age are trapped between The Summer of Love and Hannah Montana, doomed to see our influence limited by dint of the overwhelming numbers of those who preceded us and those who follow.
But maybe I’m just feeling testy at the news that yet another classic film from my younger days, Predator, has been added to the remake/reboot/reimagine/screw-you-Gen-X-kids-because-your-stuff-wasn’t-as-cool-as-you-always-thought list. Bastards.)
I’ve got it! For those like me (and you), we see the kitty as Bob Balaban!
Ha! Brilliant!
But is it the oddball-computer-scientist-in-2010 Bob Balaban or the crazed-for-Elaine-on-Seinfeld Balaban?
Maybe the French interpreter in CE3K…or Phoebe’s father on Friends….