Darling, if you’re looking for a bit of amusement this Saturday morning, may I suggest you pay a visit to the Bright Young Things site? The “Splendidizer” feature is simply too, too divine! Try it with America’s favorite dishwater-dull news source, CNN (“The blasted Olympics!”), the evil Mr. Buckley’s idiot magnet, National Review (“Kerry is, and I don’t want to be frightfully mean, lying about the frightful economy — the frightfully horrid Times proves it. Splendid!”), and, of course, the boyfriend’s virtual smut hut Fleshbot (“God bless Mary Carey: if the blasted gal didn’t exist, we’d have to take some cheeseburgers and a frightful stack of string bikinis and try to invent the priceless gal, darling!”).
And for those out of the loop, as the kids say these days, Bright Young Things is a film version of my second favorite novel in the whole, whole world, Vile Bodies. Of course, my #1 favorite would have to be Myra Breckinridge, which, as you all know, was turned into a fabulous, though quite unwatchable piece of dreck back before most of you were born. Luckily, Mr. Waugh’s work seems to be meeting a better fate. Huzzah!
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