I remember being so happy to have these favorite people from different yet overlapping parts of my life for so long - I'd known "The Dude," Richard, Kathleen and Julia since the 1970s - all together at one table! You just never know which moments are going to stay with you indelibly.) (This was one of those coincidences that wound up becoming a treasured afternoon. Murphy, Julia Sweeney & me at the (tiny) 2000 SxSW Film Fest. * Great memory: Spontaneous BBQ lunch w/ Bingham Ray, Jeff Dowd, RTJ, K. (He learned to drive and got his license.) When he first moved to LA he took the bus to Goldwyn - the only passenger who wasn't a Beverly Hills maid. What I treasure most are the things I've been spontaneously remembering and tweeting about, like: What I can't fathom right now is that I won't be running into him, as I could be sure I would, at a film festival or his office if I happened to be in town, or calling or e-mailing him on a whim. I can't keep track of them all, but I hadn't spoken to him since he moved west in November to head up the San Francisco Film Society. In the years I knew him, he worked at New Yorker Films, Alive, Samuel Goldwyn, Avenue Pictures, October Films (which he co-founded with Jeff Lipsky), United Artists, Sidney Kimmel Entertainment.
He was 57, but we first met in 1984 when he was 30 and I was 27.
Since I learned Monday that my friend Bingham Ray had died of a stroke at Sundance, I've been tweeting random memories of him.
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