Flying From Indianapolis to Austin might
have been OK but our sexy waitress dropped
the platter on our table. So R. Hamilton asked,
"How many times do you think we're going
to have to do this?" I wouldn't have minded
knowing that myself! What at first blush
sounded like unhealthy entrenchment turned
out to be a brilliant study in duality, as R. Hamilton
and friends, seemingly in conversation with one another,
weighed the respective pulls of decadence and dependability.
Certainly flawed, Flying From Indianapolis to Austin
had its fair share of moments, leading viewers into corners
of insight. The tassels of poetic convention circa 1955
came undone here, left in tatters.