My first glimpse of Dalton Trumbo revealed an engrossed intellect--not finessing his latest screenplay but sorting the seeds and stems from a brick of pot. "Pop smokes marijuana," Mitzi explained, "with the wishful thought of cutting down on his drinking." Sometimes, from their balcony, I would see Trumbo walking laps around the perimeter of the pool. He held a small counter in one hand and clicked it every time he passed the diving board. These health walks were compromised by the cigarette he constantly held in his other hand.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
A dramatic reading of the periodic table of the elements
Steve Martin has a rather good autobiographical piece in the New Yorker this week (not available online). A paragraph I especially liked (we're in the late 60s; Mitzi is Steve's girlfriend and Dalton Trumbo's daughter):