Some films just stay with you and even change you. But they are rare.
Pilgrim on a Long, Long Journey
Moviehouses are empty as I write this locked down in SoCal. It was 1962. I was seventeen and still searching for my own identity. I saw a film one of my life’s mentors highly recommended. He was my high school English teacher in my senior year, a WWII vet, a complete character and a man of enormous enthusiasm named Elvin Albaum. He said the film included extraordinary performances particularly by George C. Scott.
There I found myself in the darkness of the theater at least two or three times watching a black and white film about a pool hustler entitled The Hustler. It was about the maturing of a young pool hustler who learned the inordinate value of loving the right woman and how you earned your daily bread. It was all dramatically and powerfully portrayed.
I found the love of my life at 32 and my most meaningful work…
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