Movies come and go, mostly unseen when you are on the road. You don’t feel like you’ve missed anything until you begin to hear and read references to films which have changed the collective consciousness of those who stay at home. At some point, it’s like not having read a book in a long while. You begin to feel illiterate. And so, once you’ve settled into into one place for more than a couple of months, you begin to watch movies again.
Last night I had dinner with Andre.