There will be no more chicken pot pie.The summer of things ending–has ended. I know it’s over because the Toronto Film Festival concludes this weekend. From here on in it’s downhill to bleak winter. So as the weekend approaches, I’m…
There will be no more chicken pot pie.The summer of things ending–has ended. I know it’s over because the Toronto Film Festival concludes this weekend. From here on in it’s downhill to bleak winter. So as the weekend approaches, I’m…
The ghosts are always at their Underwoods now, and I seem to be walking around with a constantly heavy heart in memory of them. Last week, Greg Quill, old neighbour, friend, Star colleague, and erstwhile screenwriting partner made his exit.…