I often forget is the very best of languages even if not any real Lingua Franca as it's too subtly point blank a headshot for the still rather teenage Americans...
I knew America well.
I even featured top of the bill, in the summer school 'education', The Southerner...1945 even if directed by THE great Frenchie...
Maybe my favourite film ... even if townies won't 'get' it. And i have no idea how Renoir got it then... country yokel folk must put 'feelings' aside sometimes when faced by acts of 'nature' - the other silly lot still may call 'god', and deal together with what's happening now. And even find a way of turning some new event to fixing old events...
Or making a new deal...
A splendid parable or two or even three in a movie...
righty ho..."timing" - just when i rot away quite a few thousand viewers even before the same constant simple breakfast of banana ON bread...
NO new 'material' now... merely filling in rather a lot of spaces
Splendid story... one day.
"objectivism" still in drafts
plus "bees and THINGS and flowers.." (from a few weeks ago)
And poor Roy was so wrong in the end...
hardly anyone loves the sunshine...
