Wedding in Canaan by Erik Amaya
| Ian looks pretty dazed as we meander through the Canyons.
I take the long way on purpose. Heh. Neil and Kathy prop Ian up while he struggles to get into clothes. I sit in a seat and eye a clove. One of the deacons had already warned me not to light up while inside. The Vicodin somehow has put Ian in a trance. Ian Ferris moved to Haverbrook with his parents sometime in 1982. Neil had already been here a few years, living with his transplant British grandmother in the ritzy big house on Shenandoah. Ian's parents were wanderers and simply could no longer deal with him. Granny Ferris was more than happy to raise another child. Ian and I were in the same class, and so I found myself at the Ferris house frequently. In those days, it was all about Ian's library of R rated movies. His horror movie wall and the opportunity to stay up all night. By high school, Granny was gone. Ian and Neil turned the big house on Shenandoah into party central; Neil's wannabe punk band would play. Ian would pontificate on his newest video obsession. Most people drank and hooked up. The Ska Boys, Chuck Connors and his unending dramas with his girlfriend would all be there, too, on party night. Fred Simms and I would play mind games and bet cartons of cigarettes. Those were the old days, the Haverbrook days Fred is so found of converting into stories that keep him afloat and far away from his real problem. For me, those days are almost someone else's life now. Ian falls to the ground. I start rifling through Kathy's purse. "Any coke in here?" I say. Kathy scowls at me. She and Neil are still in recovery, I guess. I still find a small pharmacy nonetheless. "You could help us, Fuller," Kathy says. "I could." Ian regains some composure. "Did I ever tell you guys what I discovered about the making of Dune?" Here we go. "They tried to make it twice before David Lynch got involved. Alejandro Jordowksy tried to do it in the early seventies with H.R. Giger and Salvador Dali in tow. Pink Floyd was going to do the soundtrack and Dali was going to play the Emperor of the Universe. This ultimately never happened because Jordo couldn't gather financing. Ridley Scott briefly became involved but opted for Alien instead. [read on] |
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