All New Yorkers know that leaving town often is one of the only things that ostensibly keeps us sane--a head scratcher that in and of itself might set off a light bulb for anyone who hadn't already lost it.
It was supposed to be a documentary about the dead zones in the Chesapeake Bay. But the material he was reading about the pollution of the bay was too scary. So director Barry Levinson made a horror movie instead: The Bay.
Caitlin Flanagan goes there -- the third rail of women talking about other women -- the kind of stuff we lower our voices to share -- she goes after Joan Didion's portrayal of herself as a mother. With all due respect.