Dreamed of a martial arts movie in which two champions were brought to an all-female realm to fight; not seeing the ending; meeting filmmaker Norman Jewison on his way to a movie premiere.
Today I read the story where Dick Tracy tangled with Laffy Smith (who owes something to the Joker) and Coffyhead.
We finally had some rain and a break from high temperatures.
Dinner was the rest of the stew.
Saw Fellini's Amercord ("I remember") again at the Cinematheque. It's an episodic comedy based on Fellini's memories of growing up in provincial Italy in the fascist period, highly stylized but very real. It's a wonderful movie, one of his best. It's about the fourth time I've seen it, but it still doesn't seem familiar.
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