Not too long ago, I watched Kevin Smith talk about having a near-fatal heart attack. It was from his hospital bed, streamed on Facebook Live, the day after doctors put a stent in his left anterior descending artery—the so-called widowmaker that felled writer John Gregory Dunne in the opening pages of Joan Didion’s memoir, The Year of Magical Thinking. Smith’s a great storyteller, so his recounting was hilarious, full of dick jokes and such—his quick mind had already assembled the events of the previous 24 hours into the funniest PSA for cardio health ever made. And indeed, by the time […]