Under Review: Deeper

My mom used to get my dad the new Warren Miller movie every year for Christmas. My parents, you see, were recovering ski bums, and having moved from Idaho to Vermont to save me from the Mormons, they missed “real skiing.” These movies, I guess, were the best connection they had. I was young when Warren Miller used to make movies anyone would want to buy, but I remember them being less about skiing and more about a story. Sometimes they were a bit cheesy, but my dad seemed to enjoy them. Watching the TGR production “Deeper” reminded me of this for some reason. There was nothing cheesy about Jeremy…
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Under Review: Deeper

My mom used to get my dad the new Warren Miller movie every year for Christmas. My parents, you see, were recovering ski bums, and having moved from Idaho to Vermont to save me from the Mormons, they missed “real skiing.” These movies, I guess, were the best connection they had. I was young when Warren Miller used to make movies anyone would want to buy, but I remember them being less about skiing and more about a story. Sometimes they were a bit cheesy, but my dad seemed to enjoy them. Watching the TGR production “Deeper” reminded me of this for some reason. There was nothing cheesy about Jeremy…
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