A Talky Six Minutes
Remember when I promised twenty new minutes of Menage a Sartre? That was a month ago. In that time my pages of notes have resulted in only six and a half minutes of new material.
It’s a talky six minutes, too, which demands further chopping. Perhaps Menage is not meant to be any longer than it already is.
It’s a shame; Chanel was very close to being named winner of the “Naomi Watts Crying While Masturbating Award.â€