from Sidney Skolsky. Don’t Get Me Wrong — I Love Hollywood (1975), p. 246
“That’s how it is, recalling scenes, having a movie memory. It’s a game. You can play it by yourself and be amazed by what comes out of your past into the present. You can play it with a group of people. Throw them the lines or describe the scene and see if they can name the picture. Try it and see. It’ll give you a fast insight into people.”
And this is how I live my life. And it’s not a game. The scenes from movies (and literature and stage moments, truth be told) inform my imagination and my every day speech and writing referents in equal measure. Mrs. Norman Maine and Ilsa Lund and Tracy Lord and others are as essential to my intellectual and artistic life as any other elements in my basic building blocks of thought and image. In fact, as prior blog entries tiresomely testify, these characters and the artists who create and embody them actually are for me some of the building blocks of my thought process. There they are … myth and literature and fairy tale and spiritual concepts and lives created on page and stage and screen. It’s all story telling. It is all of a piece.