Last week marked 40 years since the murder of Sharon Tate by a gang of evil freaks. None of us have to really work at remembering the anniversary — the endless reruns of Geraldo's old interview with Charlie will let you know it's come around again. But now that Geraldo has reminded me, I'm gonna dig up (no pun intended) the DVD of The Fearless Vampire Killers (1967).
It's funny. It's brilliant. It's silly. It's beautiful. It's dead-on. And it reminds us just what promise Sharon and Roman had going together before those freaks took it all away.
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You know, my friend, that's always been the difference between us. You are an optimist. You'd think after this long, some of it would have rubbed off on me...
; )
After writing this the other day, I realized that THE FAMILY being one of my all-time favorite books makes me a bit of a hypocrite.
T
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