jess pinkham

March 17, 2024: Last summer, I was at a rooftop party in Manhattan and was delighted to meet a professional whistler. It's easy to imagine having pursued my own line of questioning, all about whistlers and desired instrumental accompaniment, but I was happily interrupted by a friend with news that she, Molly Lewis, was the daughter of Mark Lewis. I have long loved his films "Cane Toads" and "The Natural History of the Chicken," and that very week had a plan to go see "Animalicious," which ranks high among my favorite movies ever. John Wilson's who programmed "Animalicious," and who shared who Molly was; he's entered a correspondence with Lewis since, and shared some details around his father's death that, after I sprinkled some of my dad's ashes in the fountain outside the Metropolitan Opera, compelled me to write to him, though the film fandom would have been more than enough.