INTRODUCTION

By Eastham Way

If you’ve followed the news lately, then you surely know the circumstances by which I came to be acquainted with the famous movie director, Brad Radby. Meeting anyone aboard a 47-story airplane is a unique experience. Encountering Brad Radby aboard such a vehicle…even more so.

As a reporter and occasional freelance film critic, I’ve long held the opinion that Brad was, in no particular order: a hack, talentless, void of depth and emotion, sweaty, generic, and more than anything, simply not a good director.

Of course, history shows that 98% of the world’s film critics agreed, despite his large output of work and impressive box office grosses. Brad Radby was, by any reasonable measure, a man who made average-to-bad movies best suited to vapid teenage boys with short attention spans.

After everything we went through on the Super Airplane, and after being exposed to Brad Radby’s The Exploders, I came to see Brad from a different vantage point. You might say, in film terms, he’s been badly lit for much of his career.

It was for this reason that I agreed to co-write this book with him, although to state it is co-written would be wholly inappropriate. While I had planned to serve as a grammatical filter of sorts for Mr. Radby, after our initial meeting, I chose to allow his thoughts to be printed as he wrote them.

While my inner English major experiences the occasional cringe while reading much of what follows, I firmly believe this method is the appropriate way for the reader to understand Mr. Radby’s interpretation of his own work.

Introductions to the various eras of Brad’s career, film credits, box office stats, and ratings compilations are my words. Everything else, including plot summaries and production notes, fittingly enough…is Brad Radby’s.