The Unwritten Book of the Road

Thoughts of hitchhikers making their way across country, has led me to our friends Jay and Silent Bob, traveling from New Jersey to Los Angeles in search of their fair share. The two young men were taught lessons about hitchhiking by a vagabond George Carlin, who had played a fancy priest in the boys’ previous road trip film
. They learned even more when actually putting his advice to use, as one “hairy bush nun” could attest.
Sadly, this seems to have been the end of the road for the smart and witty Kevin Smith movies. It’s as if reaching their destination in Hollywood was a symbol and a harbinger for the movies to come. He tried, but did not quite redeem himself with a movie about two friends making a porno. Alas, it was funny, but did not reach the depths of his earlier films.
I don’t think Mr. Smith is “off the artistic roll call for life,” as our late friend Bill Hicks might say. He just needs to watch his bridge-burning tendencies
, much as I have worked to control my own CLTs.
