It’s been over a year since we’ve gone to a movie theater, so wife Sandy and I are thankful to have so many other options for watching big screeners. Of the five nominees for Best Picture Oscar seen so far, the telling of a rock drummer going deaf is enough to make this grizzled old fart cry for a good 15 minutes.
It’s probably our favorite.
Oh, thanks for the jinx, Morning Radio Weasel.
The Oscars are Sunday, April 25th on ABC (thankfully no Red Carpet, much to the chagrin of above mentioned spouse.)