For all that I dislike the younger version of me, it’s nice, sometimes, to be reminded I wasn’t completely off my beam.
Right from the opening credits, in which Henry purposefully strides onto screen, while protagonist Simon Grim listens to the road, like an animal sensing an approaching earthquake, I figured I was in pretty good shape. Henry is not just a fool[1], but he is more dramatic than Poe in The Pale Blue Eye. He doesn’t smoke so much…