Showing posts with label swingman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swingman. Show all posts

Friday, February 22, 2013

Hey Bathrobe: I'll Meet You In The Driveway. And 3 Documentaries It Would Be Shameful Not To See

Since it is likely that only .001 percent of this blog will be read, I'll make it easy for you:

I saw someone in their bathrobe the other day. In front of their house, in the morning. The man was walking back into his house, when I saw him, including the flip-flops.
Technically, there is nothing wrong with this.
However, in actuality, I could not help thinking: what was happening outside of his house, to make him go outside in his bathrobe??

Here are 3 documentaries I highly recommend you do not miss. All were screened recently at a documentary film festival in Denton, TX.
Eleanore And The Timekeeper. This is about a 91-year-old mother and her mentally challenged son. Gosh I just hope I make it to 91.

Bat City USA. It discusses the work of biologist Merlin Tuttle. I've heard of the bats and the Congress Avenue bridge (in Austin, TX), but never seen them. Sounds batty to me. Watch the trailer here.

Dinner At The No-Go's. The filmmakers ignored those silly travel advisories, and ate dinner with the locals.

And of course, please also see Swingman.

The End.
Thank you for reading!

Alice
or, North Dallas Homegirl

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Captain Marshall Allen: A Swingman To Be Reckoned With!


The blog is on a serious note.

This is Captain Marshall Allen.

The woman next to him is author Alex Allred, who wrote a book about him. (It's nice to see a writer follow through on her goals--she wanted to write about him from the first day she met him!)

So, back to Capt. Marshall Allen.
He was a "fireman's fireman," (the movie poster that said this should have said "firefighter's firefighter," but that's okay) excellent at his job--and one day he was injured and then paralyzed.
He displayed great amounts of tenacity and courage after the injury, and shows these things every day in his life.
Capt. Allen's is not a Woe-is-me tale. It's a tale of not feeling sorry for yourself.
Capt. Allen has been clinically depressed, and is not afraid to talk about it.
I saw the movie "Swingman," at a Denton, TX film festival. (As was in my previous blog). The filmmaker is Mark Birnbaum.
After, I met both Capt. Allen and Alex Allred. I was honored to meet both of them.

I am not sure if the movie (documentary) is going to be widely released. But if it is released near you, please go see it!
Alice
truly, North Dallas Homegirl

the movie poster for "Swingman," outside the theater:


(A side note: I used to drive to Denton almost daily. I have not driven there in so long, and I was shocked that some of the businesses that I used to see on the drive, 6 years ago, have not changed. I am glad the movie got me out of my comfort zone.
Also, the sign for Morrison's Corn Kits has not changed--a large sign once you enter Denton. What is a Corn Kit???) The End.