Movie-Watcher Memories: The Late Show and ‘The Longest Day’

I was 12 years old when I saw Darryl F. Zanuck’s The Longest Day for the first time. It was sometime during the summer of 1975 – I don’t recall the exact date, but it was around the tail end of my summer vacation from elementary school. Back then, my widowed mother, Beatriz Diaz-Granados, andContinue reading “Movie-Watcher Memories: The Late Show and ‘The Longest Day’”