Yes, he’s a pod that didn’t correctly transform. Look, he has to be, right? See—what else could explain that stumbling gait, that vacant, blank stare, that mouth agape, those sudden fits of crankiness inbetween the rather startling incoherence. Of course he’s a damaged pod.
If you live in a state like mine, with mandatory curfews on our personal movements now set in place and Thanksgiving canceled in no uncertain terms—yes, I am actually speaking about America, the United States of America, people, and not some despotic Third World hellhole—then maybe it is time for a little spiritual guidance…even for… Read More ‘One Man’s Way’ (1964): A positive, humane, understanding biopic