tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16332425.post4151563786989112889..comments2022-06-25T02:33:20.046-07:00Comments on AndMoreAgain: kathy fennessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04652578186517071779noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16332425.post-69835012340102797282007-06-11T08:29:00.000-07:002007-06-11T08:29:00.000-07:00Hi Sam. Good to hear from you. I appreciate the li...Hi Sam. Good to hear from you. I appreciate the link. I was 12 when my mom took me to see <I>Walkabout</I>, so I can definitely relate. Be sure to catch <I>Ten Canoes</I> when it comes your way. It features an all-aboriginal cast, including David Gulpilil as the narrator, and his son, Jamie, as the lead. Good stuff.kathy fennessyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04652578186517071779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16332425.post-2736473568055753562007-06-10T16:46:00.000-07:002007-06-10T16:46:00.000-07:00Hi Kathy,Just found your blog, and I plan to be a ...Hi Kathy,<BR/><BR/>Just found your blog, and I plan to be a frequent visitor. Knowing your abiding love for Nicolas Roeg, I thought you'd like to read Jeffrey Euginides' <A HREF="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/06/11/070611fa_fact_eugenides" REL="nofollow">remembrance</A> in this week's New Yorker of seeing Walkabout as a teenager.<BR/><BR/>As it happens, I was about 14 when my dad took me to see it, so much of this rings true -- not least the discomfort of seeing nudity with a parent!<BR/><BR/>Hope all is well with you.<BR/><BR/>Sam BassAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com