From the Archive: Sleepwalkers and White Men Can’t Jump
Here’s another fine example of the strain and struggle I went through to link separate films when I wrote about them for The Pointer, the student newspaper where I attended college. My only real recollection of this article involves being stopped in the hallway of the Communication Arts Center by a professor who skeptically grilled me on whether or not I’d actually seen Sunset Boulevard. I had. The academic should have given me grief over the ridiculous mixed metaphor in the last paragraph. Writers have long been the undervalued heroes of moviemaking. Films from Sunset Boulevard to last year’s Barton … Continue reading From the Archive: Sleepwalkers and White Men Can’t Jump