Yesterday, I finally got around to watching a movie I’d checked out from the library more than a month ago: “Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium,” with Dustin Hoffman.
About 1/3 through, I spied this image of Jason Bateman, who at this point doesn’t “get” what’s going on in the magical toy store. He’s responding from his desk — through a glass barrier that has the literary effect of separating a state of “aliveness” inside the store on one hand from solitary death in a pile of paperwork on the other — to a hopeful 9-year-old who wants to be his friend and play checkers. Since this resonated with me, I couldn’t resist saving it for posterity:
My summer is feeling too much like the world of Bateman’s character, dubbed “Mutant.”