I grew up smelling uncles that breathed tobacco and Three Feathers Whiskey. Bartended in dives to put myself through college and watched all the black and whites with mom on the couch late at night. I am hopelessly in awe of this time when a man was a guy and a gal was a broad. This I believe is the second wave of American Cowboy Hero.. the Gumshoe and Dick...
A classic story of good and evil and the elephant in the room. Why can't we name the sin that has no name? Why don't we see that the emperor's new clothes leave him naked?
In movie form it was a classic. In print or voice it reads thicker and more fragrant. I can feel the pulse of the words that issue from the characters, the meaning, the regret.
This for me was a significant impetus to involve myself in some form in the civil rights movement of the 60's. I knew that the elephant exposed in the South would lead to the elephant exposed elsewhere.