Like the cozy restaurant setting of “The Menu,” the theater at my screening of the film this past Friday was sparsely populated. But though the attendance was small in number, there was an unusual sense of kinship in the air. Laughs and groans could be attributed to individual audience membe…
Make no mistake: there’s not four but five seasons. And the fifth one is here now, the holiday season.
‘D*** my oak trees! They don’t follow the city’s Dec. 8th-last-day-leafbag-pickup-schedule and are definitely hanging on.” – taken from the Let It Out column in the Indianapolis Star on December 18, 2021.