Please allow me to

Please allow me to wipe the slate clean. Age has no reality except in the physical world. The essence of a human being is resistant to the passage of time. Our inner lives are eternal, which is to say that our spirits remain as youthful and vigorous as when we were in full bloom. Think … Read more

Moss grows where nothing

Moss grows where nothing else can grow. It grows on bricks. It grows on tree bark and roofing slate. It grows in the Arctic Circle and in the balmiest tropics; it also grows on the fur of sloths, on the backs of snails, on decaying human bones. … It is a resurrection engine. A single … Read more

We have a slate

We have a slate of four films. From Karen Young – the USA bestselling author – we have Blood Bayou. Again, we’re relying on the story to tell itself and the characters tell it and not (relying on) shock value. It’s a suspenseful drama…The best way I can describe it is Pelican Brief meets Time … Read more