I was fascinated with this movie making book. The cover invited me in. Denzel Washington looking all young with two beautiful black women heroines very close to him and Spike actually offering an extended hand and a bowing down like a showman inviting you into some intoxicating entertainment.
And I got drunk on this slim book and then sobered at its depth. I discovered it on a crowded bookshelf and I examined it late one night and kept flipping and reading until I was rereading it early the next morning.
I remembered the movie and was reminded of what I’d forgotten. I was taught what I didn’t even know I needed to learn. But the book from cover to cover, like the movie, Mo Better Blues, like John Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme” gives that feeling that all the varied pieces fit right together into excitement, energy, sorrow, complicated situations and genius answers.