Signs of the crack-up. Waiting for her (last) john to appear she pours herself some coffee with milk, tastes it disapprovingly, pours coffee and milk out, pours herself another cup, pours in the milk, takes up the sugar cube bowl and...
...compares the sugar cubes side-by-side, you know, to make sure they're the exact same dimensions. Mixes the sugar in with the coffee and milk, stirs, tastes, founds it wanting agayne, empties both coffee and milk glasses into the sink, gives up on the whole idea of brewed coffee and makes a new batch the Melita way.
She spends three entire minutes pouring the hot water into the Melita filter. Three minutes. After straining it just right she puts the lid on the coffee pot and goes sits and sits in the living room, never touching the coffee.
Well done, Akerman. All this would be truly ingenious if you hadn't given the whole subtle picture away with Junior's preposterous "Good night mom” monologue. You should have done what Amy Coney Barrett wishes the Supreme Court majority had done and left out Day II A.
