What I thought, what I feel, what I know

[sovay]

spatch just had to tell me that Joan Micklin Silver has died and I never wrote about Crossing Delancey (1988). It was one of the movies I meant to rewatch and write about because I loved it so much that I had trouble putting words around it and then 2020 kept happening and I didn't write about so many things. I didn't write about Between the Lines (1977). I haven't yet seen Hester Street (1975). Everything about this past year feels like unfinished business. I knew at the new year that it wouldn't change like a fingersnap overnight, but I missed a window to tell an artist—even just for the record of history—how much her art meant to me when she was around to hear it and I strongly believe that is the sort of thing a person should do; so many artists don't get the chance to find out.

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[davidgillon]

Can't say I'm particularly a fan of Woody Allen films either, not that I've watched one in years.

I do like Hadley Freeman's writing, so when I noticed this, and after your piece, I was definitely going to read it, and then flag it to you.

I think her piece is interesting, but I've got entirely the wrong background to form a valid opinion on it.