When I was growing up in the 1960s, the entertainer Danny Kaye seemed to be everywhere — today traveling the world on behalf of UNICEF, tonight hosting his own CBS variety show. My classmates and I knew the songs from Hans Christian Andersen (1952), even if we boys didn’t always admit it. […]
The emergency lights flickered on and off. I found myself 30 feet in the air hanging onto the edge of a railing. […]
Movies — or films, as I would call them when I was growing up in the United Kingdom — have always been a huge part of my life. […]
In our family, movies were special events because most of our entertainment came from television. So I don’t remember seeing a lot of films, but there is one that holds a very special place in my heart. […]
Shortly after graduating film school, I saw the motion picture City of God (Cidade de Deus) in a small art house theatre. I remember thinking to myself, “This is one of the best movies I have ever seen.” […]
As an inquisitive kid growing up in rural northwest Georgia, I was always looking for ways to keep from being bored — reading, watching TV or going to the movies. […]
As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a Ghostbuster. For a kid growing up in the suburbs of Detroit, enduring frigid, snowy winters, there was a certain level of comfort to be found in the warm glow of Saturday morning television. […]
When I was little, I always dreamed of becoming a lawyer. Not exactly a glamorous dream, but I was a very practical kid. […]
As a child growing up in Minneapolis, I thought it’d be crazy to live in an arid, season-less place where earthquakes could strike at any moment, but at some point I realized that moving to California would be inevitable. […]
A bright, white light was shrouding my vision. The thundering applause from several thousand hands was engulfing my hearing. All I could feel was the thumping of my heart as the adrenalin was coursing through my veins like a tidal wave. […]
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