Last night I met two Oscar winners on a porch of an apartment on Belmont Ave. It happens. To me, anyway.
Howard and Tami are in town building protheses for some Bruce Willis movie. [Can someone please tell me when Boston became South Carolina or Toronto with all the tax-break-happy productions shooting here?] Anyway, they won for Best Achievement in Makeup for the Chronic-what?-cles of Narnia, but you should really check out their credits. Crazy.
The porch belongs to a woman the cinetrix last saw almost ten years ago, when we both worked at a video store. Now she's teaching at Harvard.
Oh, and, a propos of nothing, I have a raging crush on WALL*E. Just wanted to get that out there before the tsunami of Batman coverage drowns the Internets completely.
