BERT EDMUNDS WAS SPEEDING THROUGH the Valley in his 1955 Porsche Spyder with a beautiful young woman sitting beside him. Her name was Emily. Or was it Adrian? He could no longer remember, nor did he care.
Ennio Morricone’s “The Verdict” was playing on the stereo, and Bert was telling the girl about blaxploitation films and why, in his estimation, Max Julien was the greatest actor of the 1970s. He was sure she had no real interest in the subject, but he saw that she hung on his every word. This was fine with Bert as he loved the sound of his own voice almost as much as he loved the music of Morricone. God, he loved being famous! In the thirty-one years prior to his winning the coveted Palme d’ Or award at Cannes for his 1993 debut film Bullets & Broads, he had bedded a mere seven women, al
