At Tokyo's airport I kissed Michael 'goodbye' and gave him my address in New York, but after a few letters, I never heard from him again. 'Tokyo Michael' was how I remembered him and don't regret one moment we spent together.
When you fly home for the holidays this year, you'll be in the company of crying babies and way too many Sky Mall magazines, but what you probably won't hear is friendly discussion among strangers about PM&M.
Hong Kong was a series of peaks and valleys. It had dramatically tall buildings juxtaposed against narrow streets. The harbor of Kowloon was just on the other side of the island and we went there for lunch on a sampan with Harry.
On this day we celebrate Adrienne's life, her accomplishments and the legacy she's left behind. It is in her honor that I started the Adrienne Shelly Foundation with a singular mission: to support women filmmakers.
I listened for voices but heard none. When we passed through the checkpoint to West Berlin, it was as though someone had turned on a stereo and painted the background. There were people hustling and bustling. Life.