My older son, a filmmaker and film buff, pointed out to me a recent Esquire profile of Paul Thomas Anderson, the writer-director ("Boogie Nights," "Magnolia," "There Will Be Blood") of enormous skill if occasional aggravation. ...
It's an interesting piece both in describing PTA's youth and in pointing out that he has turned his back on much of it. (In fact, I would have liked to hear a little more from his old friends about his cutting them loose.) But Anderson is also of historical note in NE Ohio as the father of TV legend Ernie "Ghoulardi" Anderson, dead more than a decade but whose history still lives.
I co-wrote the book "Ghoulardi," which still has an audience. And one of the pictures with the Esquire piece shows Anderson with Tim Conway and an unidentified "Big Chuck" Schodowski; Chuck's own memoirs are due in stores soon, and he's headlining a new GhoulardiFest in October.
But even if Ernie hadn't been a local guy, I would have been drawn to, mesmerized by Paul Thomas Anderson's movies. Not all of them. Still can't quite get into "Punch Drunk Love." But most of them.