Charles Grodin died today. Everyone has stories of how their favorite movies had an impact on him and I'm no different:
I remember once in 6th grade we were supposed to write a 3-page play. I lifted line after line from The Star Spangled Girl and Seems Like Old Times, and got so many laughs the class asked me to read it again the next day. Prolly my greatest achievement, after inventing the armpit fart.
And of course, Clifford!
Can somebody please explain to me why there hasn't been a sequel made of this classic? I mean, Charles Grodin is 76 now - doesn't the "Clifford becomes Uncle Martin's caretaker and terrorizes him" script write itself? Camon, America. Wake up!
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