Tatiana and I are flying to Belize early Tuesday (6 am flight). Caye Caulker for four days and a wake-up, and then west into the muggy jungle, over the Guatamelan border to Lake Peten and Tikal and the usual Mayan meditations, and then back to Belize for whatever spontaneous adventures. Relatively inexpensive once you’re there. Haven’t been since ’91. Need to hear those howlers again. Hot temps (80s, 90s). The column never stops.
Roughly two months ago a very early draft of Eric Roth‘s screenplay for Killers of the Flower Moon (dated 2.20.17,...
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Frances McDormand‘s Fern was strong but mule-stubborn and at the end of the day self-destructive, and this stunted psychology led...
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Can’t decide which performance is better, although I’ve always leaned toward Tina Vitale, her cynical New Jersey moll behind the...
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Two days ago (1.19) a Facebook tribute congratulated Tippi Hedren for having reached her 94th year (blow out the candles!)...
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A friend suggested a list of the Ten Best American Crime Flicks of the ‘70s. By which he meant films...
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I’ve never been able to give myself over to Sam Peckinpah’s Major Dundee, a 1965 Civil War–era western, and I’ve...
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