I don’t mean to be morose or maudlin or whatever the right word is. But schedule notwithstanding, I haven’t been able to make myself go see Good night & Good Luck because it reminds me how much I miss my dad. It’s the sort of movie that would have driven Poppa G crazy as he held paper on Murrow and the CBS b.s. for decades. Watching it would make me want to grab the phone and call him.
Anyway, I would add that my old friend Martha Bayles had a good review in the Weekly Standard.