Trifles Light as Air

Saw the Sellars Othello last night, and I must confess, it's dreadful--without music, as in his opera stagings, Sellars' stark, drained sub-naturalism just sits there, mostly minus shape or drama or rhythm. But I feel dutybound to report probably my favorite joint star sighting: Patti Smith hanging out with Ralph Fiennes at the interval. I don't know quite why, but there's something so-wrong-it's-right about that pairing.