Back in 2019, I found myself in a place I wouldn’t wish onto anybody. I was recently divorced and my house felt less like a home and more like solitary confinement. The silence wasn’t peaceful. It just sat there, heavy,… Continue Reading →
There’s an old phrase people like to say when they walk through an aging home: “If these walls could speak…” Usually it comes with a smile, a nostalgic shrug, an acknowledgment that a house holds stories long after the people… Continue Reading →
I have reached the point in my moviegoing life where I no longer believe Nicolas Cage can take a bad role. Not because every film he appears in is great, but because Cage, himself, refuses to be boring. He does… Continue Reading →
