It will come as no surprise to any readers of this journal that I love movies, and have enjoyed watching and reading about movies since I was in middle school. Our nation's most visible film critic, and the first one I ever really read and enjoyed (and also one I generally agree with), Roger Ebert, has been sick for the last several months. Anytime someone is too sick to sit and watch movies and write about them, it's cause for concern, as the death of Gene Siskel showed a few years back. Well, it's nice to see that Roger Ebert is recovering, and will be back soon. He's really one of America's great voices, a fine writer and the foremost chronicler of world film. I particularly enjoyed this passage:
A few more recent movies also will be reviewed, but I won't be back to full production until sometime early next year. The good news is that my rehabilitation is a profound education in the realities of the daily lives we lead, and my mind is still capable of being delighted by cinematic greatness.