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Frank Adams's avatar

Radio Days is another personal favorite of mine. Just last night, on a Carson re-run, Don Ameche snored for Johnny as he did on “The Dickerson’s” radio show, and Johnny played an excerpt. Two great jokes: “Don’t keep going in the bar, don’t you know the devil is in there?” The response, “Well, if the devil is in there, he’s going to buy his own drink!” The other, when explaining that was was late claimed the rain was pouring outside. She asked what were you doing? He replies “pouring inside.”

Radio Days was a romantic recollection of the past, and visually rich in painting a picture of how magical youth can be in the face of a world at war. I am recalling these snippets of images. Wasn’t this “Joey five cents?” A young Seth carrying a radio on the street, the lady who trained her voice losing her NY accent, the Aunt “I was a fabulous dancer.” These bits remind me of my own youth growing up with eight aunts and uncles gathering for holiday with their children in a small house at Grandparents; the film hits a nerve. My miracle box was the television. Radio Days is a pleasant journey through a romanticized past. Warm, delightful, with a bit of static, especially during a storm.

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Tutone's avatar

I loved that film. The gorgeous music and how it impacted the family dynamic around the radio. It’s as if I was actually living it as I saw it through your lens (I recall that type experience through “Purple Rose of Cairo”) as well. Your ability to capture the heart and pull the onlooker inside that periphery. It is one of your greatest gifts of which you have so many. It’s cathartic as one discovers where they land afterwards. Thanks Woody 👏❤️

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