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Mary McCarthy’s senior portrait from Vassar

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 08:16:48 -0400

Mary McCarthy’s senior portrait from Vassar

She is undeniable. A pair of sleepy eyelids and tousled hair...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 18:38:30 -0400

She is undeniable. A pair of sleepy eyelids and tousled hair that softens around her face, a smile less toothy than when we first met her, one that, now, despite her strong-willed exterior, expresses her many inner contradictions. It’s a mournfully contented smile, procured by mothers, good readers, and those who unwittingly retain the individual emotions of a room rather than the apparent whole.

On Celine and Jesse

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 12:05:37 -0400

“The sea is the bluest of blues. It cannot be photographed. Unlike rental cars or hotel rooms, or airport fluorescence, the sea quiets those tacit burdens so often revealed near a vacation’s end. It’s possible it deadens them too. But the sea’s cobalt vastness can also elicit love’s early days and that feverish space that once existed between a glass of wine and “Let’s just do it. Let’s get married.”

It reminds us of lovers who have yet to promise each other anything—who can be, if they like, always on the verge of promising each other everything. Lovers who are especially susceptible to Sundays, to hangovers, to sitting close and pretending to read, to playacting in general, to sunlight shining through a single bed sheet and the myopic blur of morning skin, to rest stops on road trips, to happened-upon beaches and benches and dive bars with regulars, to places like Savannah by train, Paris, and Vienna, too. And perhaps now, a place like Peloponnese, where kids fall asleep in the backseat and life-choices rival love, and the water’s blueness is all that’s left to talk about after.”

I wrote about Delpy’s sleepy eyelids and love and fight, and the color blue.

daily Giulietta

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 16:44:14 -0400

daily Giulietta

Nin's Non Non Humor Humor:

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 10:59:00 -0400

In his 1969 interview with Nin, Duane Schneider asked: “Do you have a sense of humor?”

“I think the Diary is humorous; I think Collages is humorous… I don’t think I have what is called humor in the American sense. I have playfulness, and fantasy. But my humor is quieter; it’s more like the Japanese. I don’t like farce, broad humor”

SNP on S and-a P

Fri, 31 May 2013 09:06:57 -0400

“Blue is the thingness of the novel. Was I reading it because I was blue, or was I blue because I was reading it? This is the wonder of a book you love, that you can’t know; it’s like a horoscope. It is true, but you don’t know whether it would be true had you not read it. ”

DELPY

Tue, 28 May 2013 12:38:30 -0400

“Delpy wrote her first screenplay at 16, which a French publisher offered to turn into a novel. “It never happened, but that gave me confidence in my writing,” she said. “Then I shot a film with Sam Shepard” — “Voyager,” in 1991 — “and I read him a line from the script — one line! — and he said: ‘You’re a pretty girl. Just stay that.’ ” Delpy laughs. “So then I recoiled, and I stopped writing.” (Shepard could not be reached for comment.)”

Final line in an email to my mother, Dolores, from her sister, Jennifer:

Mon, 27 May 2013 12:28:12 -0400

“I’ve made some cabbage but not as good as yours, Dolo. It will have to do.”

snpsnpsnp: Durga eats a Twizzler. And then Sarah read to me in...

Mon, 27 May 2013 12:23:21 -0400

snpsnpsnp:

Durga eats a Twizzler.

And then Sarah read to me in bed.

Perfection.

Thu, 23 May 2013 11:46:16 -0400

Perfection.

Chiara & Benicio

Sat, 11 May 2013 11:31:21 -0400

Chiara & Benicio

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Sat, 04 May 2013 01:51:31 -0400

“Longing, unlike desire, conceals the need for...

Thu, 02 May 2013 12:04:00 -0400

“Longing, unlike desire, conceals the need for dissatisfaction. What you long for you definitively can’t have. When what’s longed for is “sanity” or “conventionality” or “adulthood,” the mad one longs mostly, I think, to reassure herself that these “responsible” choices are not ones she can — nor can be expected to — make. “All I wanted was a little piece of life, to be married, to have children… I was trying my damnedest to lead a conventional life,” said Anne Sexton, whose damnedest looked a lot like dancing the “Dying Swan” in a backyard filled not with balloons but with bottles, and who nonetheless had babies with someone named Alfred. “But,” she added, “one can’t build little white picket fences to keep the nightmares out.””

SNP ON B.A.D. BITCHES FOR TNI

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Thu, 02 May 2013 11:04:58 -0400

“The Day Basketball Was Saved”

Thu, 02 May 2013 10:06:00 -0400

“The Day Basketball Was Saved”

RWK on Soderbergh for TR:

Thu, 02 May 2013 10:02:00 -0400

“After all, if you’re lucky enough to make a movie - of any size, length, format, etc - it’s your duty to make it work, to make it beautiful, to remind your audience that they are not alone.”

The whole piece, HERE.

Prologue to Jonathan Glazer’s BIRTH Shot by HARRIS...

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 09:41:43 -0400

Prologue to Jonathan Glazer’s BIRTH

Shot by HARRIS SAVIDES

Music by ALEXANDRE DESPLAT

Feels like an entire day or life or cycle of highs and lows exist in these four and a half minutes. I catch myself having to stop myself from watching it on loop.

May 16th, 1965 Natalie Wood, Jane Fonda, Dominick Dunne, Hope...

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 08:25:00 -0400

May 16th, 1965

Natalie Wood, Jane Fonda, Dominick Dunne, Hope Lange, Mike Nichols, James Fox, Julie Andrews, Troy Donahue, Sally Kellerman, David Selznick, Jennifer Jones.

From Roddy McDowall’s silent home movies.

Some highlights: Mike Nichols dressed in all black, men working on a crossword as women make faces for the camera, Julie Andrews arriving late and seeming so Julie Andrews about catching up earnestly, with everyone.

Best if you listen to it with THIS SONG.

But it’s also especially strange and terrific, silent.

Thanks, Dustin.

What Diane Keaton wore to meet her ex, as told by Dominick Dunne:

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 09:24:52 -0400

“The next day, before returning to New York, I caught up with family at the hotel for lunch. When Beverly Hills people say, “the hotel,” they mean only the Beverly Hills Hotel. It is the hub of activity, where you buy the New York Times, get your shoes shined, have breakfast, lunch, or dinner, and run into a wide assortment of people. At the entrance to the Polo Lounge, talking to Pasquale, the maitre d’, I saw the back of a woman wearing a black-and-white houndstooth-check skirt over black leggings, white push-down socks falling onto “Thriller” shoes, and a black-and-white hair rag tied in the style somewhere between Carmen Miranda and Cyndi Lauper. It was Diane Keaton, who, her friends had assured me, never, ever went to places like the Beverly Hills Hotel. We said hello again.

Later, during lunch, heads turned in the Polo Lounge as Warren Beatty entered the room. He has the kind of star presence that even the most sophisticated people do not take in their stride.

“Hi,” he said to me in passing. “I hear you had an interesting day yesterday.” He continued on through the Polo Lounge to the glass door that opens out to the terrace. At the farthest end of the patio, he sat down at the table where Diane Keaton was waiting. They have, it appeared, remained friends.”

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 08:37:06 -0400