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This past Sunday was Mother’s Day. I know, I know. Old news. At least I hope it’s old news. You didn’t for­get, did you? Anyway. The Mother’s Day hol­i­day put me in mind of some of my favorite lit­er­ary moth­ers. And I thought I’d share a few with you.

Harold Hill is a man whose life has been with­out pur­pose. Marian Peroo, the River City librar­ian (Hill’s love inter­est in the play), is a woman whose life has never quite taken off. When they meet, it’s obvi­ous they need each other to be whole.

I have a feel­ing that James Gunn’s sec­ond fea­ture “Super” is going to be mis­un­der­stood. I’ll grant that it will prob­a­bly be mis­un­der­stood for some very com­pelling rea­sons. The movie is pro­fane and dis­turb­ing beyond belief. The vio­lence in “Super” is shock­ing in the way I imag­ine the vio­lence of “Robocop” must have been for its orig­i­nal audience. […]

I some­times think of come­di­ans kind of like Old Testament prophets. Seems like prophets show up when a soci­ety needs a kick in the pants.