In high school, I fell in love with the movie reviews of Pauline Kael, Stanley Kauffmann, Andrew Sarris and Molly Haskell.
In college I worked in a theater running a set of even-then-ancient carbon arc projectors in the longest booth-to-screen projector “throw” in Virginia.
And after college, no matter where I worked — in TV, public radio or print — it was always about the movies. What’s showing and when, where’s this weekend’s midnight showing of “A Clockwork Orange” or “Stagecoach”?
It’s a story repeated hundreds of thousands of times over the American Century, and the Movie Century. But I somehow found a way, through graduate school and concurrently, an agreeable small town newspaper editor, to write reviews, do interviews and feature stories about filmmakers and make a living at it.
Over the years, I’ve interviewed almost every director worth interviewing in our current era, from Francis and Marty to Tarantino and Anderson and Bier. The number of “name” movie stars I’ve wanted to interview but never gotten to has grown smaller by the year. Sort of like Tom Cruise, who is pretty much it, as far as that “life list” goes.
I spent a day on a location scout with Leonard Nimoy, and I’ve dragged Vietnam vets to Vietnam War movies, and Pearl Harbor survivors to “Pearl Harbor.”
It’s a fun line of work, and in addition to the interviews and screenings, I use this blog as a Captain’s Log for the gig — a Critic’s Log.
So that’s what we’re doing here, starting a conversation, hoping you join in.