The original intent of what was my second foray into the city was to see There Will Be Blood, the critically acclaimed film by one of my favorite directors, PT Anderson, starring one of the absolute best actors, Daniel Day Lewis, working today. This was my first moviegoing experience in the Big Apple and let me tell you, Going to the Show, as my ol’ man liked to call it, is a lot different here than it is in the ‘burg.…
How’d I meet this guy? I take his brother’s job. He’s pretty much the exact opposite of me, he with the rock hard abs and all and, yet, this guy, Joey G, has become one of my good friends up here in New York. He plays tennis. He plays cards. He knows pretty much every girl in the village, especially the fun ones. And he’s a hell of a bartender. Of course, he’s a full-blown wop, so we know he’s…
“I can only guess how many movies have been made about New York City at Christmas time. It is a magical season with the lights and sounds of Christmas. People are in a festive mood, smiles abound, good will and holiday cheer are the order of the day. The Cathedral of St. Patrick is in the very heart of the New York’s celebration of Christmas. We stand up for the most important part of the season — the reason for…
If I see nothing else on this journey to New York, I would be satisfied because today I saw Piet Mondrian’s Broadway Boogie Woogie. From MoMA: Escaping to New York after the start of World War II, Mondrian delighted in the city’s architecture, and, an adept dancer, was fascinated by American jazz, particularly boogie–woogie. He saw the syncopated beat, irreverent approach to melody, and improvisational aesthetic of boogie–woogie as akin to his own “destruction of natural appearance; and construction through…
Some of you have asked for the full version of “Sailing to Byzantium” the William Butler Yeats poem from which the line ‘no country for old men’ originates. I am more than happy to oblige: I That is no country for old men. The young In one another’s arms, birds in the trees —Those dying generations—at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever is begotten, born, and dies. Caught in that…
After deciding that Cormac McCarthy’s The Road, with its searing prose and harrowing vision, was the best book I have ever read, I started to go through the back catalogue of McCarthy’s work, beginning with No Country for Old Men. The title comes from the poem “Sailing to Byzantium” by William Butler Yeats. The plot follows the interweaving paths of the three central characters (Moss, Chigurh, and Bell) set in motion by events related to a drug deal gone bad…
BBobby Bowden and Donald Rumsfeld…on the surface, they appear to have little in common, other than both are icons in their mid-seventies. And that’s where the similarities end, right? Bobby is down-to-Earth and Rummy is a Princeton snob. Bobby plays games for a living, while Rummy’s every day was filled with life-or-death decisions. See, they are very different people. Except that, more and more, Bobby Bowden is starting to sound just like Donald Rumsfeld. Their accents may be different, but…
