It's Thanksgiving time here in the United States, which makes me think of Peter Falk talking about giant tsetse flies flapping slowly off into the dusk with human babies clutched in their beaks. Beaks? you might ask, Flies with beaks? and you'd be well within your rights. Alan Arkin had the same question. But wait, hold on, back up – just how big are these flies? And just what the hell's going on here anyway? I thought Thanksgiving was about turkey, and getting together to share a meal, and plaintive op-eds about ravening political arguments with family members and all that good stuff?
This is a great movie- it taught me a lot about writing a good script.