Compact little essays from a stay-at-home tourist.
A few days ago, on January 5, 2014, I had an urge to look up George Reeves. I hadn’t thought about the actor in decades, but loved him as Superman when I was a kid in the 50′s. I looked up GR and discovered that he was born on Jan. 5, 1914, 100 years ago […] [Read More]
Recently overheard in passing: 1. On the pedestrian bridge at Chambers that leads to Stuyvesant High, one girl to another: “I was really into him until I recognized his jerkness.” 2. On Thompson and Watts, a workman on cellphone: “So you pulled out your fucking GUN?” 3. In a diner on 9th Ave., a large […] [Read More]
Just before Halloween I came across a photograph of a young Gerard Manley Hopkins in costume (1856). On October 30, I saw a film at NYU’s Skirball Center, of the London Rep production of Frankenstein, starring Benedict Cumberbatch as the Creature and Jonny Lee Miller as Victor Frankenstein. Each night in the live production, […] [Read More]
Everyone’s back from the summer; the quiet streets are again filled with pedestrians. Today, a harvest of “overheard-in-passing” comments: In a bookstore on Crosby St., a young mother to her twin(?) boys (all three in blue-and-white-striped shirts): “I’m going to look at the comic books. Wait here. No rustling, tustling, or complaints.” On Prince St., […] [Read More]
4-14-13, Reade and Church; a group of young women. One says: “He said, Why not kill me right now.” He had a “don’t-even-bother-to-play-with-me” attitude.” 5/7/13, Vandam and Hudson. Girl on cell, caustically: “I’m not one to be melodramatic and yell in the streets!” 7/16/13, Clarkson St., guy to girl: “There’s a reason […] [Read More]