I have seen the blood on my hands even as I have attended protests and vigils; I have gotten into fights, but still slowly the guilt is calcifying into shame. This, to me, is what Civil War is most concerned with. Here is a nation so ashamed that it cannot find the energy to truly see itself, and instead settles on this imperfect albeit too-close model. Here is a nation that cannot find the energy to be truly afraid of what it has become, instead tying the fear around its ankle, dragging it far enough behind to sometimes forget. 
The urge after life—from art and business alike—is the creation of memorial. But memorial for Corman feels impossible, if only for the breadth. He directed nearly 60 films, produced some 385. By 1964, he was the youngest filmmaker to have a retrospective at the Cinémathèque française. In April 2020, the 94-year-old announced “the first (and hopefully last) Corman Quarantine Film Festival.”