In which a film critic reviews his own early work and realizes he'd been a huge asshole.

As previously mentioned, I'm an admirer of film critic Bob Chipman, in part because of his willingness to re-examine his own work and, when appropriate, apologize.



I was going to troll Andrew Gelman with this human Spirograph clip, but we've had to reschedule this post so often I doubt anyone remembers the original comment.



And finally a bit of Wes Montgomery to kick off the weekend.