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The great disappointment in my mother’s life—other than me, of course—is that she didn’t get to meet Errol Flynn. In the early ’40s, the notorious movie star was in the Montclair, N.J., area, and Mom had a personal invitation from a pal to drop by the house where he was staying. Unfortunately, Grandmother got wind of it and quickly put the kibosh on that little scheme. No daughter of hers would get anywhere near the infamous roué, who had recently been in the papers (and courts) for consorting with underage girls. Of course, even if Robin Hood himself had shown up, Granny would not have approved—she being a staunch Presbyterian and the Outlaw of Sherwood Forest being, technically, a thief. See Flynn as the definitive screen Hood, fighting for decency and honor in Technicolor splendor, this Thanksgiving, when the newly restored print of 1938’s The Adventures of Robin Hood screens at 6:30 p.m. and 8:45 p.m. (see Showtimes for other dates) at the American Film Institute’s Silver Theatre and Cultural Center, 8633 Colesville Road, Silver Spring. $8.50. (301) 495-6700. (Dave Nuttycombe)