the_in_betweens raze she guts the shelf that holds the heart of my dvd collection and makes a mountain of what she means to borrow out in the hall. it would be easier if we hadn't just met. i'm not sure if i can trust her yet. "people have stolen a lot of things from me," i say. "i figured that was the case," she says. we might as well watch a movie while she's here. she settles on something called "the in betweens". a man moves through one of his memories. he shadows the child he was once, crawling across the sin-streaked strada in his piece of shit car. watching a woman who's no kin to him. guided by his need to know what's driving her. the man and the boy fold back into themselves when the woman asks to be taken by a construction worker. she anticipates wild animal intensity. she gets fifteen seconds of halfhearted humping in an alley from a halfwit who coerces his coworkers into forming a line behind him. she spits in their faces and fights them off with a fire extinguisher. this is only the opening sequence. 260718 what's it to you? who go blather from