Movie Nite in Canada

I never reported on Maurice Richard and there’s much to say. For now, I’ll just say that it was very good, especially given that I don’t like biopics.

So in that spirit, tonight we went and saw Good Night, and Good Luck which was supposed to be its own kind of hagiography. Except that I only half paid attention to the narrative. Mostly, I was obsessed with the hair, the glasses, the smoking, the equipment and the work patterns in the CBS offices. Very gendered, and yet there was something enticing about all those typewriters.