I’m gonna run with the Brussels sprouts-as-comic-book-movie metaphor.
As I understand it, you’re saying that while you have never had a good Brussels sprout before, you believe in the potential of a great Brussels sprout… provided that the aforementioned Brussels sprout actually tastes like a sweet delicious chocolate bar.***
I’ve got a lot more to say about your various arguments… but first I need to, you know, do my real job for a couple of hours.
***By the way, our mutual pal from News, Nora Ankrum, was the one who clued me into your chocolate fiend-dom. Which is to say – I can and will use your friends against you.
This article appears in July 4 • 2008.
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A graduate of the Michener Center for Writers at the University of Texas, Kimberley has written about film, books, and pop culture for The Austin Chronicle since 2000. She was named Editor of the Chronicle in 2016; she previously served as the paper’s Managing Editor, Screens Editor, Books Editor, and proofreader. Her work has been awarded by the Association of Alternative Newsmedia for excellence in arts criticism, team reporting, and special section (Best of Austin). The Austin Alliance for Women...
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