This is my favorite bit from The Graduate, and within it much of why I so admired Mike Nichols.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
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Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Café Central, by Jonelle Summerfield*
So my week in Vienna speeds by. The days are spent toiling in the vineyard of corporate instruction, grappling with a very nice but definitely motley crew of new recruits drawn from various Golden Handcuffs locations across Europe and far beyond. The nights, though... ah, that's another story.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
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Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Let's lift a glass, on this her 121st birthday, to the First Lady of Cinema, Miss Lillian Gish. She's captured here by Steichen in the mid '30s, and he's caught an element of her she rarely showed in public.
Monday, October 13, 2014
Saturday, October 11, 2014
One of the many topics in regard to which I heartily agree with Mr. Ethan Mordden (novelist, raconteur, and entertainment historian par excellence) is the regrettability of the extent to which Hollywood (and, to a lesser extent, the stage) embraced the idea of the New Dance Sensation Number. This surprisingly long-lived phenomenon consists nine times out of ten of a (frequently quite lavish) sequence based on a (nearly universally) sub-par song in praise of said terpsichory, staged without even a hint of what the damn dance was supposed to actually be. I mean, face it - based on what you've seen on screen, could you attempt to dance the Varsity Rag? The Continental? I thought not.
Along those lines, this one's a lulu - and that's the least of its (many) sins.
Friday, October 10, 2014
The changing season has me down, but I'm trying to handle it with at least a shred of the aplomb that Bette Davis brought to bear. Although some of that may be coming from the cocktail glass she's so firmly clutching...
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
I suppose Al Martino isn't the best remembered of all the last century's crooners, but back in the day it only took a note or two of "Spanish Eyes" to reduce Mother Muscato to sighs and faraway looks. He would have been 87 today.
Monday, October 6, 2014
Well, rather a surprise this morning, no? Today's great news has made me think about these two, to whom we owe so much. In honor of Mildred and Richard Loving - and what author of fiction would ever dare give them that name? - tonight we raised a glass to being fully legal in our home state. To read Mildred's statement 40 years after her marriage became legal is to realize just how far we've come, and how we walk a path made easier by pioneers.
Saturday, October 4, 2014
It seemed for a while that "What I Did for Love" was going to become one of those inescapable songs, like "Feelings" or the song most usually known as "Mem'ry (from Cats)." A Chorus Line was, after all, a phenomenal hit, a rare one for the mid-'70s that could be equally adored by aficionados of old-line musicals, those seeking some sign that musicals could still thrive in a rock-n-roll culture, and just the usual theatergoers who like a good story. But at some point within a decade or so, it kind of went away for a while. I thought it would be fun to think about that.