To the one who reached down
There’s a classic Bill Cosby routine from my childhood that’s worth a listen. $75 Car. It contains this prophetic piece of dialogue I’ve remembered to this day:…
TMT: On Our Way to Were
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. I’ve said it before, timing is everything. And Kelle Pratt, she of the Outspoken & Freckled blog and various, wonderful blogathons, recently batted clean-up with one film for another. Ratnakar Sadasyula, an equally marvelous and generous movie blogger, not long ago completed his Sydney Pollack Blogathon over at Seetimar-Diary of a Movie Lover. This film, in a nice touch, brought the curtain down for the online event, and stirred a memory in the process.
For Noir’s Sake: A Sunbaked Triple
In her eye-opening essay, The Post Noir P.I., initially published in 1996 for the Film Noir Reader (an anthology of compositions I think should be on the…
Friday Forgotten Film: Hickey & Boggs
There are films that instantly garner acclaim and are lauded for being big groundbreaking movie experiences. Sometimes it was even true. And the ‘70s had plenty…
TMT: “It’s not about anything.”
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. I’m plucking and posting this one from the list…
It Rains... You Get Wet 