It was a chilly one last night … so what better time to amble all the way uptown to the glorious Sony screening room, kick back and watch a flick? (I ask you) It was a Peggy Siegal screening for "Shi Mian Mai Fu" AKA "House of the Flying Daggers", for those of you who are Mandarin-deficient.

I love going to Peggy screenings because they are so fuss-free. Sometimes I am on Peggy’s screening lists and sometimes I am not. I never know what has brought about her largess or her wrath. I’ve ceased to give it any prolonged thought. You know … choose your battles, right? Actually, I’ve grown to assume that the largess is primarily courtesy of one or two others associated with the mercurial Ms. Siegal, since she makes it a point to completely ignore my existence, even ... Read More