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One of the final films from Brian Dennehy. He plays a role fit for him, an elderly nextdoor neighbof vet, who seems cranky at first, but then warms to a young boy who comes with his single mom to close the affairs of his recently deceased aunt, who was a horder. It's a sweet quiet film and Dennehy is the only recognizable actor beyond Jerry Adler (who is one of those actors you've seen a ton of times but don't always know from where). The boy doesn't make friends easily and is subject to neighborhood bullies. Brian gives a characteristically understated performance, which culminates in a life's regrets confession. The single mom and boy are azn, which only factors in with the bullies' mom who feeds her kids donuts and frappacinos as they watch pro wrestling. Cleaning the horder house reminded me of what Greg and I will face, especially with the passing of Syl's mom this week, which brought the inevitability home once again.
No sword fights. Not DOOM recommended unless you're a fan of Brian.
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My sister and I talk about the disbursement of Lynch Castle all the time. It scares us. My plan to have the giant bonfire on the lawn has not been met the applause I anticipated. So much stuff.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm
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I think Santa Clara Valley restricts burning things. My mom constantly bitches about how she’s not allowed to use her fireplace anymore. She rarely turns up the heat. That place is a meat locker. I too will have to de-horde the complex. My goal this year was to start purging little by little, but then Covid happened and I wasn’t staying there anymore. It will be a challenge.
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I've been saying that I need to purge the stuff, starting with boxes of my own crap. I left a lot of stuff at my folk's house and often dumped random boxes there, especially after we downsized from Ranch Macbeth to our present beach bungalow (literally half the square footage). Most recently, I've got a few boxes of crap from my KFM office of 20 years - I've been nibbling at that as I've been building my home office. I have three rooms with scattered random boxes plus some odd items in the garage. I keep thinking I should deal with the boxes of books first. But then the pandemic shut down my usual book traders.
That doesn't even begin to deal with my folk's stuff. My mom keeps saying she might do some cleaning but never does.
There's a stack of duraflame logs next to my mom's fireplace. I keep meaning to take them and toss them in a beach bonfire. But then the pandemic removed all the firepits on the local beaches.
There's a bit about a dead cat in Driveways that was well played. They never show the cat but it becomes a solid plot point from a shot of a cat tree to the inevitable yard sale. At least that won't be an issue.
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