What we have here is a failure to communicate
I thought I died and gone to heaven when there were 3, yes THREE Paul Newman movies on yesterday night (My favourite:Cool Hand Luke). So lights off, phone disconnected, popcorn and I was on my way to one sweet trip.
When Al came down to investage (All the ‘Ohhhhhhhhmannn’ and high pitched ‘AAHHhhhssss’ must have made him rather curious) during Hud he thought I was mad. Yes mad as Jo was sitting in the dark watching a black and white western. Hell I don’t care. Its got Paul Newman wanting to scratch his housekeeper’s itch.
They don’t make actors like they used to anymore.
Broody, sullen, sultry.
