The divine Jessica Walter in full Brooklyn bloom in Bye Bye Braverman (1968, dir. Lumet) bodes well for widow's peak doppelganger Parker Posey's grande dame scene-stealing future roles. I have been racking my brain trying to figure out where in time and space the memory of seeing Sidney Lumet speak on stage at some festival somewhere is situated. I do remember being in the balcony. Also, being transfixed by the sheen of his immaculately polished cordovan-color cowboy boots. It was kind of Lumet to give the cheap seats a little visual interest.
