In 1988, I was an ill-adjusted Polish kid who moved with his mother and our two dogs to a rough Boston neighborhood — Dorchester. My English was OK. A year later, I saw my favorite movie, and although I don’t remember every detail of that day, I do remember it changed my life. […]
I grew up in Deep River in Northern Ontario, Canada in the 1970s, an idyllic place to live as far as catching frogs and running through the woods, but I didn’t get to see movies in the cinema very often. […]
There was a time, in the 1980s in San Diego, when there weren’t any theatres that showed foreign, independent or avant-garde films except for one place: the Unicorn Theatre. […]
October 1978. A weekday afternoon in Manhattan. I stumble into daylight, having just experienced something which has so floored me that I’m numb, twisted around, and can’t remember which subway takes me back downtown — so I start walking, trying to make sense of what I’d just seen. […]
I have always been envious of those who came to the business because of their love and passion for films. I was born into the film industry and didn’t appreciate my proximity. […]
It was 1984, and I walked out of the movie theatre electrified. […]
In ‘Don’t Look Back’, the action unfolds at the rhythm of life. […]
Looking back at ‘Discreet Charm’, the time manipulation feels precious. […]
Sound effects have been Peter’s life. […]
‘The Nutty Professor’ (1963) consistently elicits a profound emotional response. […]
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