Description
‘A hilarious and morose invocation of a lost world. Anyone who has ever been movie-mad will relish this irrepressibly digressive, surprise-filled, exquisitely written memoir (sort of). I certainly did.’ Phillip Lopate
Todd McEwen grew up in Southern California, so his head was hopelessly messed with by the movies. As the son of relatively normal people, he had no in with Hollywood, a mere thirteen miles away, try as he might.
This is a kid who loved the movies so much, he got up at 4.30 in the morning to watch Laurel and Hardy. A kid who made his father project 8mm cartoons onto the family’s dining room curtains so they could be slowly parted, just like at a real cinema. A guy who based his philosophy of life on Captain Nemo, and has watched Chinatown over sixty times. So far.
