Luck

Fascinating excerpt from David Milch’s memoir:

To better understand some of our characters who were also degenerate gamblers, Michael asked me what I felt when I won. I told him, “Nothing. Absolute contingency. Everything is at risk and the specific outcome doesn’t depend on my character flaws, so that’s a release.” I have to risk my family’s welfare, I have to risk every fucking thing, risk the humiliation afterward of, “‘Here’s a guy they say has made over a hundred million dollars in his life and may wind up under a fucking bridge.’ But there’s a chance I could win, and if I win, for about an hour and a half I get to give the money away to people and feel okay about myself.”

I have wanted to return to Luck, which survived only for a single season on HBO, for some time. I made it about halfway through the season before other demands took my attention, and its cancellation pushed the show to the backburner of my mind. I suppose that I should also consider watching John from Cincinnati at some point.