Things I’m Verbing: Alexander, David and Barack

It took four or five tries, but I finally made it to The Big Short this past weekend. It’s Adam McKay’s film about the housing crisis that led to the financial collapse of 2008. I remember that fall vividly: I had been working as a temp at the American Medical Association all year, and I’d interviewed for my job to become permanent, which I was so excited about. Then, out of nowhere, the money dried up and they couldn’t afford to take me on. The Big Short was a lot more impressionistic and fragmented than I was expecting, but it worked — I laughed, I cried, I think I understand “dogshit bonds” now.

I couldn’t get in because it kept selling out. The line for my theater was around the corner of the lobby when I came out. Amazing.