FB informs me (with a page picture I can't copy & paste or share)

[John Bailey]

"If it were a film, Antkind’s opening shot would be a film falling out
of the sky. The next scene, titled “Herbert and Dunham Ride Bicycles,”
features two boys conversing in 1896. They see a 20-foot-long white
creature with four arms on the beach."
https://lareviewofbooks.org/article/strange-cosmic-entertainment-on-charlie-kaufmans-antkind/
I absolutely love the observation that "any character who narrates
roughly 700 pages to an imagined audience has to be a bit of a
lunatic".

On Wed, Oct 7, 2020 at 1:11 AM Jochen Stremmel <jstremmel at gmail.com> wrote:
>
> IT LANDS WITH a *thunk*, from nowhere, out of time, out of order, thrown
> from the future or perhaps from the past, but landing here, in this place,
> at this moment, which could be any moment, which means, you guess, it’s no
> moment.
>      It appears to be a film.
>
>                                                     HERBERT AND DUNHAM RIDE
> BICYCLES (1896)
>
> HERBERT ’N’ ME is ridin’ bi-cycles over to Anastasia Island. They got that
> new bridge now. It’s November 30, 1896, and almost dark but not just yet. I
> don’t know ’zactly the weather because they don’t got records this far
> back, but it’s Florida, so it’s probably warm, no matter when. Anyways,
> we’s yippin’ an’ hollerin’ and whatnot, the things young boys do, on
> account of us being just that, and full of beans to boot. I’m about to tell
> a tall tale to Herbert about a ghost on account of I know he spooks easy
> and it’s always fun to try ’n’ get a rise outta him. Herbert an’ me, we met
> on account of the Sisters taking us both in when we was real little cuz we
> was orphan babies that got found right in the Tolomato grave yard, no lie,
> which is itself pretty spooky, if ya think about it. So the Sisters, they
> took us in and that’s how we met, and now we’re both adopted by the Widow
> Perkins, who is old and lonesome and she wanted some boys around to make
> her feel young again an’ not so alone, she says. But that’s not here nor
> there as we ride our bi-cycles toward Crescent Beach on account of the
> fishin’ is good there for croakers. It’s still not dark and we grab our
> poles and leave our bi-cycles and make our way down to the water.
> --
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