last nite I saw a documentary abt Peter Bogdanovich. it brought back a pleasant memory. some years ago I was in the lobby of the Hollywood Roosevelt & saw the director standing alone. it hadn't been long after seeing the restoration of "The Last Picture Show." so I went up to him & told him I'd seen it & that the crisp print was beautiful & that I really enjoyd it.
he seemd pleasd. he smiled & askd "it holds up?" & I was happy to report it certainly did.
thinking abt that lovely moment produced a rush of encounters with film directors. I've seen Hitchcock & Wilder Welles & Fellini Altman & Godard. I've chattd with Truffant been driven thru the Hollywood hills by Sam Fuller been a movie date of James Bridges.
I recount all this not to boast but to fill with joy at my good luck. I've had one hell of a life. I've loved the movies since I was little. so I've not only gone out to attend screenings but have shared time/space with the people who made the films I love.
