Screen capture from “Hell or High Water,” one of the best films of 2016
by Sam Juliano
One more week and we’ll be scraping our shoes on the foot mat of September, with the Labor Day weekend to follow shortly thereafter. Seems like it all flew by us in record-breaking fashion, but conventional belief has always asserted that the older you get the faster things move forward. The temperatures have been high, typical of late August, though the past week has been marginally cooler than those it preceeded.
The science-fiction countdown is just about half way completed and that too is rather amazing when you consider it seems we just launched it. The essays have been simply superlative and a small but reliable group of commenters have been carrying their weight in some terrific comment threads. Many thanks to all especially John Grant, Jamie Uhler, Bob Clark and Robert Hornak for their vigorous participation. But others have been wonderful in that capacity as well. We are now reaching the stage of the countdown (the upper half) where all the real fun should begin.
Lucille and I have been out and around the past week, though I have continued a torrid pace of home viewing, if not quite as intense as the past four. We took in an amateur production of Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman in a grungy and oppressively hot Manhattan back-room theater on Saturday night, and it turned out to be hugely problematic for so many reasons, but since I know those who brought it to fruition I’ll refrain from any other commentary. I’ll leave Miller himself to turn in his grave. This is the seventh time I have attended this play on the stage in my lifetime, and even taught it once to high school juniors. (more…)
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