A grief-stricken postcard from an old friend from home…
Tag: naomi watts
Choose the music to destroy to…and then destroy the music
Getting old sucks, but being young doesn’t seem so hot either.
Ignorance is bliss.
Peace be with you. A reading from The Gospel according to Bill…
Every generation draws from the generations that flank them, and every generation can be surprisingly selfish.
When a master picks up his instrument, you seldom care what the master chooses to play.
Bill’s back, and seems like he’s as wiley as ever.
While I regain my footing in the middle of a crazy stretch, lets marvel in a new bit of Mexican awesomeness.
For the second day in a row we have one toss-up and one sure thing.
Suddenly, my schedule has started handing me more misses than hits. This does not bode well.
I’m developing a wicked taste for Spanish cinema, which always comes into play at TIFF time.