I have been cleaning out my old house lately, the kind of slow-and-dusty process that sends you drifting down memory lanes you did not even know were still open. In one of the back closets, I found a stack of… Continue Reading →
There was a time when the word “sequel” didn’t mean “do it again, but worse.” A time when a follow-up could actually improve upon the original, even cranking the dial past 11 and blowing the roof off the theater. I’m… Continue Reading →
