coming of age for the aged--a segue

I could talk about the substance of success and the curse of the man squeezed in the middle of the pecking order; I could talk about the multiple pathways to self-recognition; I could talk about the disappointments of marriage, of the kindness of strangers, of the illusion of friendships, of the beauty of innocence impervious to the corruption of the love-starved, of hope in a song, as "Caterina in the Big City" Paolo Virzi's film debut captures glimpses of these questions enough to show us the folly of the structures on which we build our lives--for the plain truth resides in the question of power, its external and internal manifestations that govern who we are and what believe ourselves to be, insofar as these beliefs dictate our abilty to take hold of our lives in a meaningful way.

But, I won't talk about that, for I suggest you catch the film yourself at the Lumiere on California and Polk. I will talk about Chad--hanging out with Chad-- instead.