Josh Friedman is blogging again following his cancer surgery. The screenwriter (War of the Worlds, The Black Dahlia) has a great post up in which describes waking up the day he’s to go the hospital and musing on his mortality. Friedman’s thoughts on the finite-ness of it all remind me of the end of The Sheltering Sky, Bertolucci’s adaptation of Paul Bowles’s great novel, and then he slips in this contemplation on the act of writing: At the end of the day, why do we write? We write to remember, we write to be remembered, we write to discover who […]
by Scott Macaulay on Mar 29, 2006