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Abstract Expressionism's Most Traditional Artist
David Thomson on Films: A Requiem to an Unjustly Forgotten Filmmaker
In a recent article published in Sight & Sound just days after the death of Theo Angelopoulos, the director is quoted: “The only place I really feel at home is in a car next to a driver. I don’t drive myself, but I find the simple act of passing through landscapes very moving. The way I look at the world on my various travels is what essentially defines my filmmaking.” READ MORE >>
How Martin Scorsese Pulls Off Hugo’s Nostalgia
A Horrible Production of 'Porgy and Bess'
The Ass and the Meaning of Life
TNR Film Classics: American Silent Film (July 1, 1978)
The Oscars’ Disgraceful Nominees for Best Song
For the AIDS Dead
The plague you have thus far survived. They didn’t. Nothing that they did in bed that you didn’t. Writing a poem, I cleave to “you.” You means I, one, you, as well as the you inside you constantly talk to. Without justice or logic, without sense, you survived. They didn’t. Nothing that they did in bed that you didn’t. Frank Bidart is an American poet. This poem appeared in the February 16, 2012 issue of the magazine. READ MORE >>
Red Foods
Lift me up, Severn, for I am dying. Do not be afraid. are good for us: beets, raspberries, tomatoes. Watermelon. Is this supposed to remind us of the blood and water of our beginning? Or of our end? READ MORE >>
