A stunning, enrapturing film, a crowning work by one of the American cinema’s most essential artists.
One of the chapters in my memoir is devoted to Billy Baxter, a friend of a lifetime. Some readers think the story is too good to be true. Not so. Billy is a great original. A performance artist. His son Jack, a filmmaker, made this video which honors the legend. Billy is still thriving not far from Broadway ("his umbilical," I called the street) and when he recently got a pacemaker every doctor and nurse in the hospital got a silver dollar.
Where does a woman’s artistic integrity and autonomy begin and end when it comes to nudity on-screen?
This message came to me from a reader named Peter Svensland. He and a fr...
A review of the four-part true crime series, now available on Netflix.
A tribute to the late Margot Kidder.