Pop Culture Junkie – Episode 2: “Worst. Indie. Film. Ever”
I belong to what I like to call a “Lazy Book Club.” It started as an actual, legitimate, mostly lady-centric Book Club where they talked about the book they’d read but mostly eat fancy foods and drink fancy wine. So the husbands started crashing the Book Club. Then nobody was actually getting around to reading the books but would show up to eat and drink (now including fancy beers) and talk about things they’d heard on NPR. It was glorious.
Then we dropped the book requirement altogether and started talking about movies instead. Most now call it “Movie Club,” but I like to hold onto the smidgeon of intellectual cachet that comes with being a member of a “Book Club.”