Intermission

Okay, so it's been a really, really long time since I posted. Sorry about that. In my defense, it's been a rough couple of years.
Oh, sure there been some good stuff, too. My wife and I have another son, he's a year and a half and his hobbies include chewing on shoes and screeching. I've been writing, but, you know, books, not movie stuff.
Let me tell you about some of the things rolling around in Ol' Duder's head. I have this theory (call it a mindset, if you will) that once you write something and put it out there for the world to see, it's etched in stone. It is sacrosanct. This mindset/theory causes me to be terrified of putting even the *slightest* toe out of line, for fear of looking foolish. This, my blog has always been (or at least tried to be) academic sounding, high falutin', fancy pants stuff.
Well, no more of that.
I love movies. I love talking movies with people. It turns a stranger into a friend. Even if (sometimes because) I disagree with them. Talking about movies makes me happy and I think that in the past on this blog, I've been so concerned with sounding smart that I neglected to sound happy.
So, get ready for Happy Fun Movie Time! (Sounds like a Japanese game show.)

Have you ever been to a movie with an intermission? I haven't (unles you count Monty Python and the Holy Grail). However, when I went to see Gangs of New York, the power blinked right after DiCaprio left the cave and hung the rabbit on the fence. We sat and waited. Some folks took the opportunity to hit the bathroom. Eventually, they told us that when the power blinked, it caused the bulb in the projector to blow. The (then) wife and I got some free passes and came back the next night, but we had to sit through the first two hours of the movie again.
Oh, well.
It's still one of my favorites.

It's good to be back.