I have a short Q&A over at the Museyon Guides website about film and travel, and earlier this week Tom Beer also talked about some of his favorite film moments.
(Tech rehearsal for In the Air screening.)
In the Q&A I mention the last film I saw, which was Liza’s new film In the Air. This [...]
I really assumed she’d live forever. Such amazing delivery and timing.
Bea Arthur, star of ‘Golden Girls’ and ‘Maude,’ dies at 86, LA Times
Golden Girl Bloopers, YouTube
Last week it was 1965 and John Cassavetes was driving a French journalist through the Hollywood Hills to his home, snapping his fingers along to the Beach Boys, and joking about making a musical of “Crime and Punishment.”
In the clip below nearly twenty years have passed, but this appears to be the same house from [...]
Estelle Bennett, Ronnie Spector and Nedra Talley-Ross
Estelle Bennett, a Singer for the Ronettes, Is Dead at 67, NY Times
My review of Sam Staggs’ “Born to Be Hurt: The Untold Story of Imitation of Life” appears in today’s Los Angeles Times. While revisiting Douglas Sirk’s film I poked around the internet a bit, and here are some findings:
Errol Morris speculates about the Ryberg Electronics label on the packing crates that Sarah Jane (Susan Kohner) [...]
I’ve been meaning to write about the incredible experience of being in the audience at the performance of Gypsy in which Patti Lupone battered the fourth wall into tiny, tiny, tiny pieces, but I haven’t had the time to collect my thoughts—or really, to recover. I do hope to detail the extraordinary command performance, but [...]
Some scattered thoughts after finishing, or rather, tearing through Susan Sontag’s Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963. Like others, I was transfixed.
There’s something about how Sontag thinks of the mind that I found kind of haunting: “I must not do all those things so that I will not know these horrible moments when my [...]
Justin Bond has a blog. A taste:
Actually my make-up was wind-swept and tear-stained already after being WHIPPED FROM PILLAR TO POST (OMG -What do you think that aphorism is referencing?) by that asshole Jack Frost when I was walking home from my shrink appointment, but DON’T EXPECT COMPLETE TRUTH in this blog and if you’ve [...]
“Well,” my mother often said, “you’ll never have tea with the Queen.” This was usually in response to some breach of etiquette—elbows on the table or maybe something more indelicate like burping. It’s true that I haven’t had tea with the Queen (yet), but I did just review Laura Claridge’s Emily Post: Daughter of the [...]
In her very first stage appearance Doris Day wet herself. It was in her hometown of Cincinnati in 1927. She was five years old and not yet Doris Day. She was still Doris Kappelhoff and the red satin pants that her mother, Alma, had sewn for the kindergarten pageant were quick to betray her.
The rest [...]