this week's entry is in honor of peter yates, whom we lost this week at the age of 81. i admired yates' work because it was never flashy. he built a solid and dependable machine. there are a number of notable films on his CV but my favorite is the friends of eddie coyle (1973). it is a minor key masterpiece of desperate, two-bit hoods filmed all over the grubbiest parts of massachusetts. i think it's beautiful.