I leave town and a torrential rain falls, John Hughes dies and who knows what else? If you believe in forebodings, none of these qualify as particularly good omens for the coming week, which I'm spending in NYC, with a planned foray into the Pennsylvania mountains. I may post from time to time, but I'm reasonably confident you don't want to hear about my family business in an inanely detailed series of Facebook-like postings, complete with predictably cute photos. Meanwhile, there's nothing to stop you from commenting on movies or anything else, "moving forward" as the bureaucrats like to say.
My favorite John Hughes movie: "The Breakfast Club." Sad to see that Hughes died at age 59.
My favorite thing about Budd Schulberg, who also died this week: He wrote "On the Waterfront."
I'll be catching up with movies I find interesting when I return -- some belatedly. And, yes, you do have to be a little crazy to head for NYC in August. I don't deny it.
We'll talk soon.