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The Letterbox


PO Box 5283, Cincinnati OH 45205-0283 / letterbox@videowatchdog.com


What follows is a selection of the voluminous response to our announcement of the cessation of VIDEO WATCHDOG from email and Facebook postings. We wish we could have presented them all. Thank you all for sharing your VW experiences with us! —Tim & Donna


JOE DANTE


Talk about the End of an Era! VIDEO WATCHDOG, the ne plus ultra of genre magazines! No other publication will ever be able match the depth and breadth of information and research found in its pages over the past few de- cades. So thank you, Tim and Donna, for the years of pleasure you’ve given to countless film geeks like me! Sic transit gloria mundi.


Meeting a deadline is only half of domestic bliss in YOUR VICE IS A LOCKED ROOM AND ONLY I HAVE THE KEY.


76 TYSON SAWYER


I come from a filmmaking family. My grandfather was Gordon E. Sawyer. He has a life- time technical achievement Os- car named for him (my favorite winner: Ray Harryhausen). My dad was an editor (HAROLD AND MAUDE, a couple of Alan Rudolph films) and sound editor (NASHVILLE). I went to USC film for undergrad, AFI directing for grad. I worked in the same room with Robert Altman for close to a decade.


The only reason I mention any of this: I got more of a film edu- cation from VW than all of this put together. Thank you so much for that.


JOAN HAWKINS


So much love and gratitude to you for the wonderful job you’ve both done, and for the wonderful publication you’ve given us, over the years. Four years ago, when my husband Skip was dying, I sent Tim a Facebook message of thanks because I’d gone to the mailbox and found VW—and it was the only thing that seemed bright and colorful that horrible day. I even read Skip an article—to remind him of who he was (the way people

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