Interesting to discover that I would turn eleven about two weeks after East of Eden was released and yet still see some of the images from that film in mind's eye more clearly than any of the films I've streamed on Netflix.
Also, thanks to you, I remember standing, apparently at about the same age, in front of the theater marquee in my ce…
Interesting to discover that I would turn eleven about two weeks after East of Eden was released and yet still see some of the images from that film in mind's eye more clearly than any of the films I've streamed on Netflix.
Also, thanks to you, I remember standing, apparently at about the same age, in front of the theater marquee in my central L.A. CA neighborhood and thinking I'd rather not bother with a courtroom drama about angry men and to this day have never sat through Twelve Angry Men.
Probably not the wisest decision I ever made and also interesting to notice how relentlessly I sometimes stick with decisions, whether demonstrably right or wrong, made as mere a child.
Thanks for a nice moment of reflection Clint, hope your day is fine . . .
Reflections…thanks for the reminder that that’s the best gift I know of to give others. I personally believe we’re all broken mirror fragments, reflecting our lights, memories, and rainbows back at others. Cheers, kind sir!
Interesting to discover that I would turn eleven about two weeks after East of Eden was released and yet still see some of the images from that film in mind's eye more clearly than any of the films I've streamed on Netflix.
Also, thanks to you, I remember standing, apparently at about the same age, in front of the theater marquee in my central L.A. CA neighborhood and thinking I'd rather not bother with a courtroom drama about angry men and to this day have never sat through Twelve Angry Men.
Probably not the wisest decision I ever made and also interesting to notice how relentlessly I sometimes stick with decisions, whether demonstrably right or wrong, made as mere a child.
Thanks for a nice moment of reflection Clint, hope your day is fine . . .
Reflections…thanks for the reminder that that’s the best gift I know of to give others. I personally believe we’re all broken mirror fragments, reflecting our lights, memories, and rainbows back at others. Cheers, kind sir!