Memoirous

 Someone say free and you see me jump. Someone shout free and see how high I go. Yeah, free is how I roll. And last night we had free tickets to a new film, Searching For Sugar Man. My husband is on an e-mail list, possibly because he writes the most in-depth, thought-provoking reviews of anyone I’ve ever read. He would slit his own wrists if he borrowed a tag line or copped a phrase from a press release. No, no, no. He has to watch something a couple of times and then see two or three more films almost like it then write a review that maybe a couple people in the world recognize as extreme fantastic and then they link to it. Like orchids. Last night’s movie was orchids sprouting in the weeds of Detroit—that good. Mike Hertenstein will probably write his own review, but for now I’ll give you mine. Imagine someone in the arts who works really hard and is objectively talented. A rare orchid. Now imagine that person actually gets recognition and lands A. r...