
I used to be very mad at Nora Ephron. Before that, I loved her.
As a kid, I spent a lot of time watching slightly dated 90s movies on VHS at my friend's house. I loved When Harry Met Sally and, to a lesser extent, Sleepless in Seattle, and, to a greater extent, Michael. Imagine my surprise when I learned that the creative force behind such films was a wo…
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