Every time I see a massive, shape-shifting dark gray storm cloud — a really big one, I mean — my mind always recalls those swirling God clouds above Charlton Heston during the red-sea parting in Cecil D. Demille’s The Ten Commandments. What a grotesque hypocrite DeMille was, and yet he had a great eye and the diligence and exactitude to make his films look just so.


This Getty images photo from N.Y. Times was removed before I could copy the photographer’s name.
August 31, 2008by Jeffrey Wells8 Comments