Probably the two "art" films that changed Americans' viewing habits were Antonioni's Blow-Up in 1966 and Bertolucci's Last Tango in Paris in 1972. The Last Emperor and, especially, The Conformist are great films.
Probably the two "art" films that changed Americans' viewing habits were Antonioni's Blow-Up in 1966 and Bertolucci's Last Tango in Paris in 1972. The Last Emperor and, especially, The Conformist are great films.
Cinema, that smugly thought it was the very essence of modernity and modernity's true child, has it's Le Sacre du Printemps moment.
I saw The Last Emperor and thought it worth my time. Barely. I have not seen Last Mango, Blow Me, or The Condiments. And I have no desire to waste my time viewing them. I'm too advanced in years for such silliness.
A study of Sulla* is so much more illuminating.
*Lucius Cornelius Sulla Felix, for you nitpickers.
Dr. Z, noted sports writer for Sports Illustrated and other outlets, 86.
I always enjoyed reading him...seemed to me to be one of the most knowledgeable football writers around.
Saw this story on Twitter from Richard Deitsch, and it made me laugh:
As a young reporter, I got to fact check Paul Zimmerman on some stories he did for SI's commemoratives (when a team wins a championship or a single-issue devoted to something that was separate from the weekly magazine. I have but one fun story.
I was checking a fact that involved John Elway. Zimmerman had written how many seconds it took Elway to throw one snap when he was a quarterback at Stanford. It wasn't exactly verifiable without the game film -- which we were not getting as fact-checkers.
One of the editors -- I shall leave his name anonymous -- asked me to ask Z how he knew this stat. SI editors left notes in the stories for fact-checkers and we had to follow them the way North Koreans follow the Kim family.
So I called Z to tell him an editor wanted to know how he knew this. This was an editor who had changed Z's copy before. In Z parlance, and the parlance of most writers, he had ***** with the copy. Z asked who the editor was. I told him.
That led to a fantastic series of f-bombs and mother f-bombs. I then calmly asked what I should put in the story notes. He told me I should put in, "From Z: Go ***** yourself." So I did. One of the greatest fact-checking notes I ever had. And the stat stayed. Rest in peace, Z.
In his final years, unable to speak more than a few words because of a massive stroke he had suffered, Dr. Z won a Sports Emmy for Outstanding Writing.
RIP President Bush, only president I ever met. He came down to the floor of the Board of Trade back ion my live trading days I think during the 92 campaign. Security was nuts. But as he walked through and shook hands a buddy of mines yells "Hey George, how about and autograph" and sticks a pen and trading card out to him. He signs it and then others start clamoring for sutographs but he has to keep moving so my friend was the only guy to get one. But he seemed to me to be a really regular and normal guy. Too bad politics have so gotten so toxic since those days with people not even knowing why they hate the other side.
I never really liked that guy. The Republicans that the leftos can tolerate are almost always the very worst kind imo. He was old-school ruling class elite, Yankee brahmin type. I guess to be fair he probably took that noblesse oblige thing pretty seriously.