Alice Tate (Mia Farrow), a wealthy but bored Manhattan housewife, contemplates leaving her husband (William Hurt) after some mysterious treatments by an acupuncturist.
Judah (Martin Landau) unsuccessfully tries to end an affair with stewardess Dolores (Anjelica Huston), who is increasingly getting out of hand and threatening to expose everything to his wife. Meanwhile, Cliff (Woody Allen) is filming a documentary starring his successful brother in law Lester (Alan Alda), and finding it to be extremely stressful.
After hearing someone vomited, I checked out some of Microsoft’s Internet Explorer 8 ads. While the cheap PC ads do have a point, these IE 8 ads make the Seinfeld ones look really good. Which is bad.
Graduate school administrator Marion (Gena Rowlands) is writing a book, when she starts hearing the private confessions of patients in the neighboring psychiatrist’s office. She begins contemplating her marriage to Ken (Ian Holm) and former love, Larry (Gene Hackman).
Insular Lane (Mia Farrow) moves to a country house with her friend Stephanie (Dianne Wiest) and boisterous mother Diane (Elaine Stritch). Things become complicated when writer Peter (Sam Waterston) and French teacher Howard (Denholm Elliot) arrive - it’s soon clear that everyone is in love with everyone else. Soon, Lane’s dark past comes to the forefront once again.
For starters, I must admit: I was (and still am) addicted to social media. I’ll take the blame myself, although its constant presence on my iPhone (via Twitter clients and BuddyFeed) didn’t help matters. The urge to check out “what’s going on right now” was omnipresent, and often indulged.
A Twin Peaks book, with the full title of: The Autobiography of F.B.I. Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes. It tells Agent Cooper’s backstory, starting as a young boy, through transcriptions of his quirky habit of recording notes in a personal tape recorder, usually addressed to a mysterious “Diane.”