Maybe, I think, as he downs another whiskey sour in one gulp, I will have an epiphany. I will uncover the negative karma that led me to this experience. Maybe Bad Date would, like Ben on his date with Elaine in The Graduate, take me to a drive-in diner and reveal himself to be confused, sweet, and having an affair with an older woman. It's pretty painful to imagine my 63-year-old mother as Anne Bancroft with leopard-patterned lingerie, but no more so than any other element of this evening. |