Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
Monday, February 27, 2017
So How Was the Movie, Mr. Goldman?
No need to get excited. I was hoping to be able to sit at the cool kids' table for lunch today which is why I led with the Oscars visual. I have no idea who won last night mainly because I didn't know who was nominated but despite that can be confident when I say I never saw any of the movies. Oh. And I was in bed before the first statuette was handed out.
Don't get me wrong, I like movies. I tend to have the projector in my head running non-stop every day, awake and asleep. Have been having a little trouble lately with the take-up reel, but at my age, who hasn't? I agree with Raymond Douglas Davies; there's a lot to be said for celluloid heroes.
-bill kenny
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