I’d add that food thing. (I like this a lot.)
I believe you must be madly in love with cinema to create films. You also need a huge cinematic baggage. —Jean-Pierre Melville
What I have to say is very simple and very short: He’s the greatest director I’ve had the good fortune, pleasure and honor to work with up to this point. It’d take too long to explain. He’s wonderful. He knows more about cinema than anyone. He’s the greatest director I know, the greatest cameraman, the best at framing and lighting, the best at everything. He’s a living encyclopedia of cinema. —Alain Delon on Jean-Pierre Melville
Well, my generation of geek was a big fan of films like ‘Outland’ and ‘Silent Running’ and the original ‘Alien.’ Those kinds of science fiction movies were more about the character and sort of human qualities than about the technology. I love those films and I miss those films in some ways, and we wanted to create something which felt comfortable within that canon of those science fiction films from the sort of late seventies to early eighties. - director Duncan Jones; P.D. by Tony Noble
Sam Rockwell, limping. Who knew that could be so effective?
Clark Gable & Marion Davies in Cain and Mabel, 1936
This brick outside the WWII museum caught my eye. I decided to think about Eddie Simpson. I didn’t think I’d ever learn, but a few moments on the life of a forgotten serviceman, a faceless name, couldn’t hurt.
I took a picture of the name, thought about it as I walked to the car, thought about him, Eddie Simpson, as I drove home. “There had to have been more than one Edward Simpson,” I thought.
I googled the exact quote from the brick and found that a man, WIlliam Overstreet, who, in 1944, flew under the arches of the Eiffel tower to shoot down a German plane had died in December, 2013. William Overstreet. WBO.
A few google searches with both names lead me to Eddie Simpson’s story. After walking away from the crash of his P-51 Mustang, Simpson died to save the lives of French Resistance fighters; men and women he barely knew and with whom he could not converse.
Read: The Stars and Stripes account of Eddie Simpson’s last day.
I remember Eddie Simpson.