When Wells Met Woody
The fall of 1978 was not kind to Hollywood Elsewhere’s Jeffrey Wells. In between working as a Connecticut tree surgeon on weekends and borrowing rent money from his dad, he was writing film reviews for free and sharing magazine article pitches with individuals who seemed to have attained their position by means of something other than editorial competence.
Then it happened. Blogging wistfully over the weekend, Wells recalled crashing a film shoot at an art gallery near West Broadway and Prince, where he availed himself of craft service and stumbled into a bespectacled muse:
I walked into the main gallery room and there, sitting in a canvas chair and reading something intently, was young Woody Allen.
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