This 1967 novel — "The Cat" by Georges Simenon, which I loved when I read it in the 70s — seems to presage texting.
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It was made into a movie with the most archaically artsy trailer imaginable.
"Why are Emile and Marguerite Bouin still married? They cannot stand each other."
"This is evident from the moment we meet them, isolated and wordless before a beautiful fire. Their only correspondence is an occasional invective jotted on a scrap of paper — this discreetly flicked across the room to the recipient's lap."
This 1967 novel — "The Cat" by Georges Simenon, which I loved when I read it in the 70s — seems to presage texting.
It was made into a movie with the most archaically artsy trailer imaginable.
This 1967 novel — "The Cat" by Georges Simenon, which I loved when I read it in the 70s — seems to presage texting.
It was made into a movie with the most archaically artsy trailer imaginable.
