I am in here.
Other Patti, Our Friend Sally, and I have just watched two very different movies. One was the stalwart and canonical western, Red River, with John Wayne and Montgomery Clift and Walter Brennan. That was a very satisfying movie, with an actual cattle drive in the middle of it — had to be, the way they … Continue reading Sundry conspiracy theories
Today was the first really cold day of winter; I’m certain that the thermometer went below 32 degrees. We are all huddled for warmth now in the TV room, watching Ninotchka together as a family. This is good: a funny movie, my immediate family, and to top it off, Peter’s little chihuahua runs around, being … Continue reading Thursday night at the movies
Since Frederic Remington saw fit to cast bronzes, my father saw it as a responsibility, of a sort, to have a couple of them around. One of them used to stand on the square oak table in the barroom where I did all of my homework until I was in high school. The figure, a … Continue reading Out West: the bronzes
Watching The Sting now before I have to get dressed and head downtown. I just realized that the character of Doyle Lonnegan is played by Robert Shaw, whom Peter and I remember mostly from playing Quint in Jaws. Peter, I think, is bringing Beatrix the Puppy over later, I think and hope, to watch that … Continue reading Morning movies
white pebble 