I just spent most of the weekend at the San Francisco Silent Film Festival, an amazing event that holds forth every July at the grand art-deco movie palace The Castro Theatre.
The joint was packed for every show, and you could literally spot internationally reknowned film historians, authors and archivists everywhere.
Still recovering from the last opus of this year's festival, one doozy of a Cecil B. DeMille spectacle, The Godless Girl (1929) starring Marie Prevost (yes, Nick Lowe fans, that Marie Prevost), I will need a day or two to collect my thoughts on this mind-blowing trek through the way-back machine.
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