For three days this past fall my dog Tammy and I were trapped in a motel room in the North Carolina mountains.  Hurricane Florence was thra...

You know that a filmmaker has returned to fine form when you're compelled to a second viewing during a movie's first run.  Maybe eve...

If you're one of the few dozen who haven't seen Bird Box  on Netflix yet, it's about a woman leading two children to safety.  ...

For a number of years there's been an image in my head of what it's like to have bipolar disorder.  Mainly, the aspect of it that...

1968 was perhaps the most turbulent year of the most turbulent decade of modern history.  Assassinations, wars, upheaval - sometimes peacefu...

Well, that's a pretty bold assessment to make considering that 2018 has been a year that I haven't seen many movies during initial r...

Have been WAY lax in blogging of late, mostly because of some new projects demanding a lot of my time.  Even so, this morning some inspirati...

It was August of 2000.   I had been living in Asheville for just over two weeks.   With abandon I had thrown myself into the ways and custom...

Hmmm... let's see... This past week has seen the writing of my second-ever work of short story fiction (while stranded in a motel room...

Okay, to be fair, there has not been any formal notification of exile.  But having attempted to make comments with five different browsers a...

Law, we are told even in fifth grade, is something that applies to all without respect to wealth or status.  And then a few years later the ...