Miss Subways: The Movie. Sorry, no news of this project happening , but this post is about my sudden eagerness for this project.
Miss Subways: The Movie?
— David Duchovny (@davidduchovny) January 8, 2018
Working my way through David Duchovny’s latest novel, I have the constant nagging thought, I want this movie now, or the series, as David alluded to, to Brad I think, at the Barnes and Nobles May 1 book signing.
From the get go, David has captured the experience of riding on the IRT, BMT or IND trains. Anyone whom has spent any time in the New York underground can appreciate the avoiding eye contact by reading ads and poetry in motions on the walls.
As Duchovny also said May 1, a novel gets into the character’s mind in ways no TV show or movie could. He is right. So the heart of this novel, the inner thoughts of Emer, perhaps will be lost. Unless, perhaps, we get inner monologue.
Skip ahead to the chapter Emer meets Sid. The dialogue of this scene is begging celluloid like some great adult NYC version of Darby O’Gill. Sid’s witty banter begs an able actor’s craft. He is no Leprechaun, of course, but shares the sharp Irish tongue. I could be happy seeing this one scene as a short film.
One thing that sells all this novel on me?
Tea Leoni’s work in the audible book.
The voice acting is impeccable. The vulnerability, the deep understanding of Emer’s psyche, and the sadness revealed through each comical attempt at small talk simultaneously calls for laughs and tears.
I know this character. I have met this character so many times in NYC. I think at times I am a version of this character.
Like BFD, I know all the characters in this book (one for real, lol), even Sid, in some ways. I know this story, even the fantastical moments, in some ways.
New York is a fantastical place filled with fantastical characters. This feels like New York’s Midnight in Paris; Emer, the best female Woody Allen-like character I have met.
More to come on this work, but if you have not read Miss Subways yet, you are missing out. Add it to your summer reads.
Oh, and give David’s music a listen to appreciate a few references that much more.