RIP Sam Neill. An incredibly naturally charming screen presence who when asked could go to some legitimately manic and scary places, and leaves behind a few of the best movies ever.
Cracking some Heads to share with friends as we see Spielberg's masterwork 'Disclosure Day' for the third time. His research into UFO folklore is impeccable. He depicts the night Nixon took Jackie Gleason to see the E. B. E. bodies. Hope there's a sequel. The Old Tall Gray's peeps should blow into town and take him home.
There's an old saying in Lenin—I know it's in Marx, probably in Lenin—that says there are decades...where nothing...nothing happens...and there are... a lot of stuff happens really fast