Shoot straight, you bastards—don't make a mess of it!

[sovay]

Ave atque vale, Edward Woodward. I have no idea what he was like in private life, but I will remember him always as a year-king or a soldier-poet, a sacrifice, and singing.

Eric and I are off to New York City in pursuit of The Red Shoes (1948). I think this will be a good thing.

My poem "Anakatabasis" has been accepted by Not One of Us.

Comments

[sovay]

Congratulations on the acceptance! Enjoy the film!

Thanks!

I'd forgot that he was in both those films. A fine actor, in any event.

I wish I'd seen his stage work. There are many actors for whose sake I want a time machine, or at least an impossible video library.