I was traveling via Los Angeles International Airport — LAX — last week. Walking through its faded, cramped domestic terminal, I got the feeling of a place that once thought of itself as modern but has had one too many face-lifts and simply can’t hide the wrinkles anymore.
I’m currently suffering through Hot, Flat and Crowded. And it’s getting to me. What a tedious mess. I’m pretty sure he beats the domestic-airport-as-metaphor and domestic-train-station-as-metaphor at least a couple of times.