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But this week, after three stays in rehab, Feldman celebrates 14 months of being clean and sober. As he mends his frayed marriage with actress Vanessa Marcil, 23, and revives his career with two films later this year, Round Trip To Heaven and Meatballs IV, Feldman is guided by a single firm principle: "I don't want to live in hell anymore."
It's the juxtaposition of Feldman not wanting to live in Hell with the information that he is soon to appear in Meatballs IV that breaks the heart.
Meanwhile, can any Americans help me out with this rather piquant expression, deployed in the "Wealth, Power and Race" thread in the Head Shop?
Reducing to the absurd is not a tactic that works very well on me. I know the technique, and see it for what it is. Generaly the step one takes when it fails is to ask me if I stopped beating off with a cheese grater.
My instinct, I confess, was to comment that those long winter evenings at the Algonquin must just fly by, but perhaps I am being unfair. Is this an American figure of speech? There's a bit about cheesegraters in Aristophanes, but it seems unlikely that that's the reference...does he mean people ask him whether he has ceased to beat off using a cheesegrater, or whether he curtailed his beating off with the aid of a cheesegrater? And in either case, how does this follow? |
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