And, while under the hood, thoughts turn to themes. Up pop the options. A buffet! of... wait, I muse as I scroll down-screen. Hmmm. A buffet in the sense of the long table at lunch time during some sort of training day, a fairly unappealing selection of largely similar items. All clearly tailored for generic appetites and content - food blogs, travel blogs, etc... I can't get excited about any of them.
In the event I go for something pretty vanilla to avoid decision fatigue, swallowing feelings of abjection and channelling l'esprit de garde-robe of Einstein.
Decision fatigue, and a distracted mind, unable to choose while extrapolating
fictions from the names, e.g. the above extract from the Soho trilogy of sci-fi noir thrillers (Soho Neon, Soho Dark, Soho Light).
Options in the Contempo range currently have me repeating "Dark Flamingo" in the gravel larynx tones of Trailer Voice-over Man. You know the one.
Dark Flamingo: Return of The Crimson Wing
In theatres this Fall.
