For those who don’t know, New York is experiencing what can only be described as a Do The Right Thing-style heat wave right now, and I am so, so miserable. Call me Martha Reeves because I FEEL that burning flame.
In all honesty, while I respect the hell out of the contributions he’s made to, and the role he’s played in the evolution of, American cinema, Spike Lee is not a favorite of mine. BUT, I cannot help but feel some kind of kinship with a man who made an entire film about the singular hell that is a sweltering New York summer. So thinking of Spike today, and hoping that wherever he is (Brooklyn, I assume) he’s faring better than I am.