That’s all for me. I had loftier goals, but my spirit has been deflated grading mid-terms. The proprietress, Maud, should be back on Monday or thereabouts, but only if you are wearing shoes and a shirt. She’s a stickler. See you next week.
In the information age, getting invited to speak pretty much anywhere increasingly carries the burdens of running for office: just about anything you’ve ever said or done publicly will get dredged up and put on the internet, and possibly result in your ass getting uninvited. Be careful out there, gang. A Virginia high school asked gay mystery writer Greg Herren . . .
The honorable and charming Book Thing in Baltimore needs your help. The Old Hag lays it on the line here. The Cincinatti Opera will be premiering “Introducing Margaret Garner”, a new opera, based on Toni Morrison’s Beloved later this year. No more conspiracies of silence: The pre-published speak out. (via Sarah Weinman) A new musical based on George Saunders’ “The . . .
Triple features for the resilient, the dreamy and the popcorn-laden. This one’s a bit heavy, so save the whiskey until the second flick, when you’ll really start needing it. Today’s theme: “Messianic Obsessions and the Burdens of Friendship”. What I’m saying is: Werner Herzog. “Fitzcarraldo“: Werner Herzog’s film about one man’s quest to build an opera house in the middle . . .
I really don’t watch much television, and especially not sitcoms (except Arrested Development. What genius cast Liza Minelli in this? She is so good). But as many others have attested, the BBC’s The Office is one of the most brillantly hilarious things ever. I’ve only just become aware of Ricky Gervais’s sordid past, as half of Britain’s other early eighties . . .