Thursday, December 27, 2012

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Thursday Morning in Coney Island: Breakfast on the Riegelmann Boardwalk

On our last morning in Brooklyn before we head to Arizona for the winter, we took a brown bag breakfast and got on the R train from 95th Street to 59th Street, where we caught the N train to the Stillwell Avenue terminal in Coney Island to enjoy a sunny December morning on the Riegelmann Boardwalk and see the ocean again.
Just four weeks since seeing the destroyed Rockaway boardwalk on Thanksgiving, we were grateful that the Coney Island boardwalk was still basically intact.
On our way home, we saw what looked like some sort of press conference
at the still-shuttered Nathan's,
which will reopen this coming spring. Although we're glad to be getting out of a cold Northeastern winter, we'll still be missing Brooklyn while we're in the warmer desert Southwest.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Wednesday Evening in Tribeca: One World Trade Center seen from the Corner of Chambers Street and Greenwich Street

Around 6 p.m. this evening, we were waiting for the light to cross Greenwich Street at Chambers Street when we looked south (left) and saw One World Trade Center, still not quite finished. But with its pleasing lines and the multicolored lighting compositions of its LED arrays, it definitely is an architectural improvement over the badly-missed but ugly twin towers.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Saturday Night in Williamsburg: New York Premiere of Pirooz Kalayeh's Adaptation of Tao Lin's "Shoplifting from American Apparel" at indieScreen

After a week that began with getting our fourth and final wisdom tooth extracted at Park Slope Oral Surgery and continued with final classes and final exams at Borough of Manhattan Community College, The School of Visual Arts and Fashion Institute of Technology, on one of our last nights in Brooklyn,
we had the pleasure of going to indieScreen on Kent Avenue in Williamsburg to attend the New York premiere of Shoplifting from American Apparel, director Pirooz Kalayeh's wonderful adaptation of the Tao Lin novella.
It's a shrewd opening up of a deliberately airless autobiographical literary work -- its airlessness making the book brilliant to its champions and somewhat tedious to its critics (we liked it) -- with a dizzingly "meta" movie, which dispenses with the book's "Sam" and "Luis" characters and instead us the "actual" Tao Lin (who exists somewhat outside Kalayeh's film, mostly in his own videos),
an actor (Brad Warner, real-life subject of a documentary by the director) playing the "character" Tao Lin (Sam in the novella), and another actor (an uncanny Jordan Castro, superb at channeling the mannerisms and verbal tics of the original) as the "real" Tao Lin -- along with the "real" (actual?) Noah Cicero and the "character" Noah Cicero, played by actor James Roehl.
We don't have the critical vocabulary do a "review" (the film's Los Angeles premiere last weekend elicited some nice reviews) nor the common sense, either (we once told Tao it was our opinion as a lawyer that he should never publish anything about his arrest at American Apparel),
but it seemed to us that the financial constraints and logistical and personnel problems that limited the production -- the director at one point says something like indie filmmmaking always means things going wrong 100% of the time -- worked to the advantage of the adaptation and somehow made it truer to the vision and spirit of Lin's novella than a straight-forward retelling would have been.
By using the backstory of the writer writing about something that really happened and taking questions from both his readers and the filmmakers and actors about it, by largely abandoning the book's black-and-gray hipster New York setting for sunny Southern California and the brighter, more open bleakness of Rust Belt Ohio (in Lin's books, most of the "sense of place" is internal anyway -- or by "the soft blue light of Internet Explorer"), by calling attention to the static nature of the Gmail chats and artfully have the most self-referential, self-conscious text comment even more upon itself,
by turning hyperrealistic fictional scenes in the store and jail into surreal filmmaking challenges -- all this "gets" what made Shoplifting from American Apparel a book that spoke to many young people ("We are the fucked generation") and makes it accessible to a wider audience.
It's also laugh-out-loud funny. We broke up at a scene where "Tao" (Castro), placing fast-food chicken bits around the Hollywood Walk star of James Dean, tells "Noah" (Cicero) and director Kalayeh that he doesn't actually know who James Dean is -- but that's only one of many comic "making of" sequences that brought to mind some of the best moments of Adaptation and Annie Hall.
The film's performances from professional actors and nonprofessionals (some picked up, apparently, on the streets of Hollywood and Youngstown) range from perfectly modulated to surprisingly credible. Production values are high; even the purposefully ragged edges appear major-studio sleek (we hope that comment is not something people will take as being negative; sleek does not mean slick).
Outside, this evening, it was New York's annual Night of the Drunken Young Santas and Lubavitchers asked us four times on our walk from the Bedford Avenue L stop to the theater, "Are you Jewish?" (our responses were the lies "No," "No, I hate them," "Not anymore," and finally "Gai in drerde"). We were the first person to enter the screening room and so sat in the aisle seat of the last row (for the sake of our prostate)
in indieScreen's very comfortable sold-out auditorium and enjoyed the 1969-ish song from The Ohioans (Jordan Castro and Andrew Borstein) that preceded the film, along with the trailer for the director's forthcoming adaptation of Noah Cicero's novel The Human War.
During the Q&A session with Pirooz Kalayeh and several of the actors from Shoplifting, the director, wearing an "I ❤ KOREA" T-shirt, seemed grateful that given the film's, uh, complexities, no one had walked out, but he should have known better. Even our prostate didn't want to miss a scene. (We did notice Tao come in with a friend late in the film, stand in the back of the theater next to us with a drink from the bar, but soon turn with his back to the screen and then walk out a few minutes later. When we asked him afterwards if he couldn't stand watching his work onscreen, Tao said no, he'd just seen it several times before.) Anyway, we're extremely grateful for having been privileged to attend the New York opening of Shoplifting from American Apparel. When we got an email on August 27, 2007 that said
hi richard, can you give me a little legal advice? i got arrested from american apparel about a week ago and have a court date, 9/11. i just have some small questions. thank you, tao
we couldn't have imagined that the incident would make for a best-selling book and now a movie that deserves a wide and appreciative audience. Of course, our imagination is limited by senescence and being a lawyer. The only friend we had who wanted to be a marine biologist was Mike, who's worked at Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution for decades.
We're from a different generation, people that got up every day, and did things, were proactive, got things done -- in other words, we're one of the people who suck. Frankly, we feel about Tao Lin, Noah Cicero, Jordan Castro and Bebe Zeva the way our Grandma Ethel felt about her sister-in-law Aunt Betty: we hate them like poison.
And growing up in a Garment Center family and selling schmattes in our relative's retail outlets since age 14, we were taught to despise shoplifters. But fair is fair, and we know enough to say that you definitely do not have to be young or alienated or a hipster (who of course must deny being a hipster) to like Pirooz Kalayeh's movie version of Shoplifting from American Apparel. Although it depicts a world in which people over 40 don't exist, it's definitely a film for intelligent moviegoers of any age and level of productivity. Go know!

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Late Wednesday Afternoon in Tribeca: The View from Borough of Manhattan Community College Campus at Chambers Street

We've always loved the early evening and night view of lower Manhattan as we exit the Borough of Manhattan Community College's main building on Chambers Street near West Street. It looked particularly nice at 4:45 p.m. today.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Monday Afternoon in Dyker Heights: Picnic Lunch at Dyker Beach Park and Golf Course

We took a picnic lunch from our apartment and walked over to Dyker Heights on this gorgeous afternoon to enjoy the greenery at the Dyker Beach Golf Course and Park.
It was about 60 degrees and sunny, rare for December in Brooklyn, but of course the climate is changing enough so that there's now this palm tree across from the golf course at 7th Avenue by Parrot Place.
But Dyker Beach isn't a real beach, with the only sand being in sand traps.
Still, we enjoyed the time we spent there, admiring the great views on this pretty day.
Dyker Beach Golf Course is one of the oldest golf courses in the United States
and in the 1950s and 1960s, when we were a kid, it was the busiest one in the country.
It was fun to walk around, but after a while we had to get back home to work.
But the beautiful weather made us dawdle and we walked down 7th Avenue past the Poly Prep campus with its Georgian buildings down to the entrance to Fort Hamilton, where we had our Vietnam War draft physical 43 years ago. There we caught the B70 bus for the quick ride home.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

An 18-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From August, 1969 | Thought Catalog

An 18-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From August, 1969 | Thought Catalog

Thursday Morning in Gramercy Park: The Masters Series - James McMullan posters at SVA Gallery

Early this morning, waiting for our faculty office at the wonderful School of Visual Arts to open, we got to enjoy the exhibition of some of James McMullan's celebrated theater posters, which we've always loved, and his other drawings and paintings, at the SVA Gallery on East 23rd Street.
James McMullan is being honored with the School of Visual Arts' Masters Series Award, of which this exhibition is a part.
Best known for his Lincoln Center theater posters and his psychologically intense style of realism, he has also designed and illustrated many magazine articles, book and album covers, and advertisements.
With over 100 works - some of them never before shown - this exhibition includes early work from the 1950s; 1960s editorial illustrations for publications such as TIME, Esquire, Rolling Stone and New York magazine; theater posters from Lincoln Center; and new paintings to be published next year in his memoir about growing up in China. Much of the work is drawn from the Milton Glaser Design Study Center and Archives at SVA, a repository of original art and printed matter by preeminent designers, illustrators, and art directors who have close ties to the College.
“McMullan’s work achieves what we all aspire to. It’s unique, memorable and heartfelt. What else could you want?” says designer and SVA Acting Chairman Milton Glaser.
James McMullan was born in 1934 in Tsingtao, China and studied art at the Pratt Institute in New York City. He joined the venerated Push Pin Studios – founded in 1954 by Milton Glaser, Seymour Chwast, Reynold Ruffins and Edward Sorel - in 1966. He departed Push Pin in 1969 just as Milton Glaser and Clay Felker were starting New York magazine; he was one of the core group of artists who helped establish that magazine’s graphic style. A highlight was a series of five illustrations - including the cover - for the June 1976 story “Tribal Rites of the New Saturday Night,” which was the basis for the feature film Saturday Night Fever. McMullan has also done magazine work for Rolling Stone, Sesame Street magazine, New York Times Magazine, Esquire, McCall’s, Vogue and Sports Illustrated, among others.
McMullan designed his first Broadway poster in 1976, and has had a long relationship with Lincoln Center, producing many evocative and highly expressive posters for the theater. Theater posters included in “The Master Series: James McMullan” include “Comedians,” “Carousel,” “Twelfth Night,” “Six Degrees of Separation,” “Anything Goes,” “Dinner At Eight” and “South Pacific,” among others.
McMullan has also collaborated on six popular children’s books with his wife, children’s book author Kate McMullan: I Stink! (HarperCollins, 2006), I’m Dirty! (HarperCollins, 2006), I’m Fast! (HarperCollins, 2012), I’m Bad! (HarperCollins, 2008), I’m Big! (HarperCollins, 2010), and I’m Mighty! (HarperCollins, 2003)
Beginning in 1969, McMullan taught at SVA for 30 years, and in 1987 he inaugurated his High-Focus Drawing Program, which later resulted in a book on his distinctive approach to life drawing.
On Tuesday, December 4, at 7 p.m., McMullan will discuss his career with designer, SVA Acting Chairman and Masters Series laureate Milton Glaser. The conversation will take place at the SVA Amphitheater, 209 East 23 Street, 3rd floor, New York City. Admission is free and open to the public.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Tuesday Afternoon in Tribeca: Looking Out at One World Trade Center from the Ninth Floor of Fiterman Hall

This semester the new Fiterman Hall at Borough of Manhattan Community College opened -- the old Fiterman Hall building was so heavily damaged from the collapse of 7 World Trade Center on 9/11 that it had to be demolished -- and we've been teaching our wonderful creative writing workshop there on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. On the Barclay Street side of the building on the ninth floor, they have some comfortable swivel chairs placed at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and on this very chilly, rainy/snowy afternoon before class, we watched the still-not-complete One World Trade Center and all the construction by the PATH terminal (just opened again after the hurricane) below.