I was recently asked if I enjoy offbeat, quirky, and/or foreign movies.


I have an inexplicable affinity for Finnish Christmas polka music (and not just because it’s a fantastic way to torture my roommates).

I drive a MINI with a blue-and-white checkerboard roof.

I have (and thoroughly enjoy) dreams wherein I am Emma Bovary, alternately sitting in cramped and partially flooded sinking ship cabins with neglected broccoli-eating children and asking Parisian parking lot attendants for directions before I speed madly toward Charles de Gaulle Airport in a high-powered Mustang with a fussy clutch and no brakes.

I relate scenes from Monty Python and the Holy Grail to scripture passages I’m studying.

Nah. Generic Hollywood romantic comedies for me. All the way.

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