Praise be to Netflix streaming, I suppose; for I just spent what spare moments I had last week rewatching
Hunt for Red October for the first time since a wee knee-high.
I dare say this was the first "serious," "grown-up" flick I saw as a child--and even then, it was just peaking from behind my Dad while he and some friends watched it on VHS one Thanksgiving weekend (presumably while waiting for some game to start). So young was I and so undeveloped my capacity for abstract thought, that...
Published on February 21, 2015 19:48