The reason we still go to the movies is so we can sneak in our own contraband. (Is that like reverse shoplifting?). But it backfired today because St. Vincent was so good I forgot to eat the cowtails I had stashed. Bill Murray was the irascible Vincent who had hit the skids but it takes a kid to cut through the gruff. I always stay to see the credits roll to acknowledge everyones work. It was interesting that they used a technique that kept everyone in our seats until the end. And I am especially pleased that David Bowers is the Best Boy Grip. I knew he was traveling a lot and Im glad to see he found a prestigious job to moonlight. Its who you know.
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 23:45:45 +0000