Willy Loman, George Costanza, Freddy Goodwell, salesman who lost their way and ended up with nothing, a pole and a legacy erased. Somewhere Howard Beale is opening a window as the king of mice contemplates his next move.
T.S. Garp walks through the halls and sees Harpo Marx taking to himself out loud, while Charlie Chaplin laughs and then looking serious presses his index finger to his lips.
O see Eugene Grant stumbling away from home as Bobby Dylan keeps on playing and playing.
What does it all mean?