Time period: Mid-1980s - Early 1990s
And there is something about videotape, isn't there, and this particular kind of crime? This is a crime designed for random taping and immediate playing. You sit there and wonder if this kind of crime became more possible when the means of taping an event and playing it immediately, without a neutral interval, a balancing space and time, became widely available. (159)
Note that this is yet one more instance of the 'shot' of which there is just one recording: the tape of Russ Hodges radio broadcast, the Zapruder film of the Kennedy assassination, perhaps we can also add Nick Shay's obsessive replay of his own memories of certain shots.
Nick makes a call to Marvin to buy the ball.
He imagined he was watching the construction of the Great Pyramid at Giza -- only this was twenty-five times bigger, with tanker trucks spraying perfumed water on the approach roads. He found the sight inspiring. (184)
At the same time Edgar force-fitted the gloves onto her hands and felt the ambivalence, the conflict. Safe, yes, scientifically shielded from organic menace. But also sinfully complicit with some process she only half understood, the force in the world, the array of systems that displaces religious faith with paranoia. It was in the milky-slick feel of these synthetic gloves, fear and distrust and unreason. And she felt masculinized as well, condomed ten times over -- safe, yes, and maybe a little confused. (241)
That night she leaned over the washbasin in her room and cleaned a steel wool pad with disinfectant. Then she used the pad to scour a scrub brush, cleaning every bristle. But she hadn't cleaned the original disinfectant in something stronger than disinfectant. She hadn't done this because the regession was infinite. (251)
Then on page 272, "he put the glove on his left-hand." His shooting hand.