I read Gene Wilder’s memoir on the airplane. If I had a graphic novel company this would be our next job. Many parts visually gripping. Molested at a boys school, compulsively praying outside random buildings, great exchanges with Cary Grant, John Wayne and Richard Pryor and all before he even falls for Gilda Radner. I always assumed Mel Brooks wrote Young Frankenstein but it was Gene Wilder. When I was thirteen, my friend Boob Gutman and I rabidly buying all things Beatles, we didn’t know what to make of the picture insert on George Harrison’s album Dark Horse. It was two men (Harrison and a man in a suit) with the quote: Well Leo! What say we promenade through the park.