The Great Santini, C/d?

ok, not jacques.

A not-bad TV movie, with the usual climaxes and revelations. Michael O'Keefe, who later married Bonnie Raitt, is pretty good; so's Blythe Danner as his mom.

it's a pretty good book, though I think Conroy is way overrated.

I've never read any of his stuff; just seen this and the Prince of Tides movie.

This is sweet, though:
...the book eventually led to a rebirth in Pat Conroy's relationship with his father, and they became very close. His father, looking to prove than he was not what Pat Conroy described, changed his manners drastically. According to Pat Conroy, his father would often sign copies of his son's novels as "Donald Conroy - The Great Santini."

how we doin sports fans?

this was pretty good, alf otm re: tv movie feel tho, the drama of the side plot w/ toomer feels tacked on to add ~weightiness~ & i feel like it could have ended 20 minutes earlier & avoided uh the last sequence /nospoiler

also i lol'd @ this exchange

Mary Anne Meechum: Let's have a conversation Dad. Let's bare our souls and get to know one another.
Bull Meechum: I don't want you to get to know me. I like being an enigma, like a Chink. Now scram.
Mary Anne Meechum: Am I a Meechum Dad? Can girls be real Meechums; girls without jump shots? Or am a simple form of Meechum, like in biology. Mary Anne, the one-celled Meechum.
Bull Meechum: Mary Anne scram, I'm starting to lose my temper; Lilian!
Mary Anne Meechum: [falls to the ground] Dad, I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant by a negro Daddy. His name is Rufus, I didn't wanna tell you but since we're baring our souls to each other. Rufus is a pacifist; a pacifist homosexual.

I think Morbs like this.