

My turn to remove a different, much larger individual of the same snake species came about a week later, and was not nearly as collegial.

She then carted the snake to the far end of the back yard and freed it, all of it done well before I got my large Caesar with seared ahi. Then again, she is a trained field biologist, and her snake removal technique consisted of asking the snake to please step into a large plastic container, which the snake did obligingly. I was about a four-minute drive from home, heading to a lunch meeting, and I did not immediately turn around and go remove it for her. So, two snakes in the house, unless there was just one and I have exaggerated its size in my mind compared to the photo above, and how likely is that?įive months into our marriage and I already have an entry in the Worst Husband Ever sweepstakes, to wit: she called me a few minutes after I’d dropped her off at the house to inform me of the second snake sighting.

And then the other day, when I removed the larger snake from the house, it seemed as thick as an old-style hemp rope, while the one above looks to be about half an inch thick at most. Our bathroom floor tiles are 12 inches on a side, so let’s be generous and say the snake in the photo is maybe 30, 34 inches long. The reason I have come to the conclusion that we had two snakes in the house is that the snake that we first found in the hallway cornering our dog seemed very large, six feet or so at first glance so let’s say four, and then the one mi esposa subsequently photographed in the bathroom does not, in the photo, appear to be that large. So I say this only in the name of strict factual accuracy. I am well aware, in this time of deepening inequality, that there are some households in this country with only one snake, and that even more unimaginably, there is a small but significant proportion of unfortunate households with no snakes at all. Nevertheless I hope those who read this can take away some good recommendations and spread the desert love! Recommendations are, of course, much appreciated.I do not intend to boast. It's important to note this is by no means an exhaustive list, as it's obviously limited not only by the number of spaces but also by the number films I've seen, and my woefully limited experience with the cinema of many desert-rich regions is a big drawback. I don't have any Ford or Mann, not because I don't have great respect for their directorial skills, but because I feel that they use the landscape to create spacially impressive compositions rather than to explore the its atmospheric aspects (at least in regards to the desert), and it's the latter I'm trying to focus on in this list. A few (Morvern Callar, Manon, Hope) are primarily set outside the desert but use the desert to such powerful effect it would feel wrong to leave them off.

Most of them are entirely or almost entirely set in the deserts. These aren't necessarily the movies I like most that happen to be set in the desert, but those which I feel utilize the landscape to the greatest effect as setting or character. Deserts are my favorite landscapes, and if desert films are a sub-genre, they're probably my favorite sub-genre.
