josh charles


The episode was really supposed to be how everyone handles grief differently. But it’s also about Alicia dealing with the ambiguity of death. The inability to access the deceased and his thinking. It’s a little bit of a detective story, but about the mystery of a loved one’s last moments and their frame of mind. When someone you love dies, you want to stand where they stood, and see what they saw. In the absence of facts, you have to create your conclusion – which is what Alicia does.



‘Dead Poets Society’, Peter Weir (1989)

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Rest in Peace, Robin Williams. You will not be forgotten.

This is my farewell.


The only thing I care about is justice for the woman that I love.

Watch below the first trailer for Peter Sollett’s gay-rights drama Freeheld, led by Julianne Moore and Ellen Page with Steve Carell, Michael Shannon, Josh Charles and Luke Grimes.

The drama is based on the Oscar-winning short documentary by Cynthia Wade and follows the true story of the late Laurel Hester, a police detective who fought government officials for equal treatment for her longtime partner Stace Andree when she was diagnosed with cancer.


“There’s nothing quite like loving someone you can’t have. Nothing quite like accepting that, and forgetting that, and then having it suddenly, inexplicably come back around. A chance, an offer of better timing, and suddenly you’re lit like a city again.” (x)


What if we were to suddenly have good timing? Just for an hour? What would that look like?