The Real Dirt on Farmer John: A Review
I saw this film on a rainy day in the Bay Area. I had no preconceptions about it except that the venue, a charming old theater in the heart of the university district, and my companion, my niece Cindy who has lived most of her life in the Independent Republic of Berkeley, were indicators that … Continue reading The Real Dirt on Farmer John: A Review
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