Goodbye Solo and X-Men Origins: Wolverine Goodbye Solo, 2009. Directed by Ramin Bahrani, written by Bahrani and Bahareh Azimi. Starring Souleymane Sy Savane, Red West, Diana Franco Galindo, Mamadou Lam, and Carmen Leyva. X-Men Origins: Wolverine, 2009. Directed by Oscar-winning … Continue reading
Sugar and Tyson. Sugar, 2009. Directed and written by Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck. Starring Algenis Perez Soto, Jaime Tirelli, Rayniel Rufino, Richard Bull, Ellary Porterfield, Ann Whitney, and former Cincinnati Red and current disgraced scout Jose Rijo. To boil … Continue reading
The More The Merrier, 1943. Directed by George Stevens. Written by the crazy quintet of Robert Russell, Frank Ross, Richard Flourny, Louis R. Foster, and an uncredited Garson Kanin. Starring Jean Arthur, Joel McCrea, Charles Coburn, bug-eyed Richard Gaines, and … Continue reading
But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me. Second book of Samuel, 12:23 We can talk all we want about the … Continue reading
And so we drove away. Early Wednesday morning, this house of his empty, scrubbed of almost every scrap and trinket that would let you know that a man named Peter Schilling once lived here. Except for his customized chopping blocks … Continue reading
There’s a wake tonight, from 6 to 8, for Dad at the Hibernian Pub in Raleigh. I’m hoping for a night of wonderful, crazy, strange memories with good people. While toodling around on Dad’s computer, John found the above photo … Continue reading
And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage, against the dying of the light. –Dylan Thomas, “Do Not Go … Continue reading
Swallowing and eating. Doing a crossword puzzle. Moving, talking, pissing, writing. These are the little things we now mark as larger achievements, but they lack the shiny feeling of a toddler’s first steps or inaugural word. Some days he wants … Continue reading
Allow me to delve into the deeply personal for a moment: my Dad, Peter Schilling Sr., was diagnosed last March with stage III lung cancer. This was an incredible blow for him, obviously, and it devastated me for a few … Continue reading
Last night I dreamt that I visited Tiger Stadium. I visit the old house frequently in the night-it’s a part of the Sleep City that I live in now and again. Sleep City isn’t Detroit, not entirely, just as it … Continue reading