Reflecting on the memories of the golden age of Hollywood, it gives the feeling that there is no such place like a movie theater to celebrate the birth of film from an artist. "The greatest emotion I have ever had in my life took place in the dark" and not in front of a smartphone or television. I have decided to spotlight the grandiose movie palaces to the independent movie houses. This is Cinema.
Closed in 1977, Loew's King Theatre, one of five "Loew's Wonder Theaters", was built on Flatbush Ave in 1929.
This post originally appear April 3, 2011
Our own Devereau Chumrau has been killing it as Hunter in the West Coast premiere of the stage version of Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere. Not only have the dedicated Gaiman and Neverwhere fans been sounding their support and love (here and here), but the LA Times chimed in with its own review. And then, Gaiman himself made it to the show last night, staying to hang out for a couple hours afterwards with the cast and crew.
With such a great collection of talent, it isn't surprising that the show has had an extra performance night (Thursdays) add and that the run has been extended 2 weeks until May 25.
If you want to go, just get your tickets online ahead of time as it is very often sold out.
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Act III, Sc. 2
by Jorie Graham
Look she said this is not the distance
we wanted to stay at—We wanted to get
close, very close. But what
is the way in again? And is it
too late? She could hear the actions
rushing past—but they are on
another track. And in the silence,
or whatever it is that follows,
there was still the buzzing: motes, spores,
aftereffects and whatnot recalled the morning after.
Then the thickness you can’t get past called waiting.
Then the you, whoever you are, peering down to see if it’s done yet.
Then just the look on things being looked-at.
Then just the look of things being seen.
Graham is a powerhouse of contemporary American poetry. When you start to become enamored of her thoughtful and open mind, the turn her words make, you can also begin to sense the vast continent of her work you have to yet encounter reaching out to you through even her simplest of lines.
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When Dina Johnson and her husband moved to Serbia, it was a "leaving it all behind" move. But she quickly found something to use her impressive publishing industry experience on. She approached the National Theater in Belgrade, proposing to do a portrait project, to result in a photo book.
That photo book is called The Unseen Beauty.
"The main thing was to actually make their portraits, to show how gracious and glamorous they are. Most of them did not have their professional photos taken for many years and I wanted to correct this mistake. I felt so good seeing how happy they were when they saw The Unseen Beauty book. I still get very emotional when I think about it." - Dina Johnson