Geez this opens a flood of memories for me but I’ll try to keep it reasonably brief.
His daughter was my college girlfriend. I was a rural NorCal redneck showing up for college in Santa Barbara having had zero experience with the higher strata cosmopolitan culture and no adult male figures in my youth aside from a womanizing Yugoslavian grandfather who only spoke in crass one-liners. I meet her, we get close pretty quickly while I’m also realizing that the college dude bro experience is pretty lame, and I end up spending weekends, holidays, summers at the Tur house in the Palisades for years. That was my introduction to LA, to a whimsical world where people did audacious things. And Bob was the most audacious of them all. I chuckle thinking back as I write this but Bob was the closest thing to a “mentor” or father-like figure I ever had. We spent a ton of time together. I would work for him on whatever screwball project he had going on at a given moment. He could bend the world around him like no one I’ve known. He was also a monster, lashing out a people on a whim when he was in the wrong mood, wrecking his family with his mania. As a young impressionable guy I learned a lot both positive and negative from him, but it took me some time to process what was positive and what was negative. That was around 2002 to 2006 or so, I’d say right before the wheels totally fell off for him. It was a wild time.
wow what a small world! he was interesting guy and all alone and his kids and family wouldn't talk to him when i got to know him, as far as i could tell. he was arrogant and mean and not a little bit homophobic, which is why i was surprised to find out that he transitioned into being a women right after we left santa monica and moved to new york. like i said, crazy small world.
Tucson! I lived there for 10 years and grew up 1 hour south in Nogales, right on the Mexican border. Everyone should go to the Nogales International Film Festival next week. Free screenings with the border wall as the screen on both the US and Mexico sides. I’ll be there. https://filmfreeway.com/NOGAIFF
wow Bob Tur, I knew him well
Yeah…
How so?
Geez this opens a flood of memories for me but I’ll try to keep it reasonably brief.
His daughter was my college girlfriend. I was a rural NorCal redneck showing up for college in Santa Barbara having had zero experience with the higher strata cosmopolitan culture and no adult male figures in my youth aside from a womanizing Yugoslavian grandfather who only spoke in crass one-liners. I meet her, we get close pretty quickly while I’m also realizing that the college dude bro experience is pretty lame, and I end up spending weekends, holidays, summers at the Tur house in the Palisades for years. That was my introduction to LA, to a whimsical world where people did audacious things. And Bob was the most audacious of them all. I chuckle thinking back as I write this but Bob was the closest thing to a “mentor” or father-like figure I ever had. We spent a ton of time together. I would work for him on whatever screwball project he had going on at a given moment. He could bend the world around him like no one I’ve known. He was also a monster, lashing out a people on a whim when he was in the wrong mood, wrecking his family with his mania. As a young impressionable guy I learned a lot both positive and negative from him, but it took me some time to process what was positive and what was negative. That was around 2002 to 2006 or so, I’d say right before the wheels totally fell off for him. It was a wild time.
wow what a small world! he was interesting guy and all alone and his kids and family wouldn't talk to him when i got to know him, as far as i could tell. he was arrogant and mean and not a little bit homophobic, which is why i was surprised to find out that he transitioned into being a women right after we left santa monica and moved to new york. like i said, crazy small world.
yeah small world indeed
Tucson! I lived there for 10 years and grew up 1 hour south in Nogales, right on the Mexican border. Everyone should go to the Nogales International Film Festival next week. Free screenings with the border wall as the screen on both the US and Mexico sides. I’ll be there. https://filmfreeway.com/NOGAIFF