Confessions of a Conservative Atheist
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Perhaps if it had come out in 1970, it would have been a revelation, but I can’t stop myself from asking why Robert Eggers, a relatively young, supposedly talented director, chose to make this film, retreading more than a century old ground, mining rather than creating. Nosferatu isn’t a bad film. From a technical perspective,… Continue reading Nosferatu and how Hollywood has become miners instead of creators
Before the age of political correctness, they used to say that behind every successful man was a special woman. While this is true for me, I don’t think it was intended to apply to expanding one’s taste in music. Shortly before I got married, a colleague asked me to describe my future wife in three… Continue reading Elton John, a cat named “Hercules,” an “Indian Sunset,” and the persistence of my lovely wife
Confessions of a Conservative Atheist 