Davy Crockett
I have few vivid memories of my grandfather. One of them is of going to a small carnival in the woods out near his home in Mt. Carmel, Pennsylvania. I… Read more »
Tag: Norman Foster
Kiss The Blood Off My Hands
It is relatively easy today to discover a film. It is certainly far easier today than it was when I was growing up. Online streaming platforms such as the CriterionChannel… Read more »
It’s All True
So much has been written on the films of Orson Welles, finished and unfinished, that it hardly seems necessary to contribute to that discussion at all. But having revisited It’s… Read more »
