The most blockbuster of all the blockbusters.
1. "Big News Forges Its Own Path." By David Carr, for The New York Times. About how so many major news stories these days find their way into national conversation by way of "asymmetrical journalism."
"Any number of big stories have started out as untouchable in suspect news outlets like The National Enquirer, but eventually broke into the mainstream. But now information increasingly finds its own digital path, and if the news is big enough, it will be seen by all, regardless of who first puts it out in the world. It is the supply side of an equation that my colleague Brian Stelter first touched on five years ago, citing a student who said, “If the news is that important, it will find me.' [...] The business disruption in the media world caused by the Internet has been well-documented. But a monopoly on scoops, long a cherished franchise for established and muscular news organizations, is disappearing. Big news will now carve its own route to the ocean, and no one feels the need to work with the traditional power players to make it happen.”
2. "On The Bling Ring, by Sofia Coppola." Excellent piece by Jake Mulligan of the film blog Rushmore Kite Flying Society, about how Coppola's latest feature documents the overwhelming and now-ingrained narcissism of the social media era.
"The saddest scene Sofia Coppola has ever filmed - worse than Scarlett’s Tokyo struggles, worse than the tragedy of Marie Antoinette - comes about 15 minutes into The Bling Ring. Marc, a sexually ambiguous loner type, and Rebecca, the type-A klepto to whom he’s attached himself as admired-follower-supporter, show up to a Hollywood nightclub. They find their friends, wannabe supermodels Nicki (Emma Watson,) Chloe, and Sam; and post up on a not-quite-exclusive couch, where they’re forced to wait an exceptionally long time for their bottle service to arrive. Marc starts singling out celebrities. Nicki texts with Jude Law. Sam and Chloe turn their phones on themselves for pictures. Rebecca sizes up the room. It goes on forever, cutting back and forth, as if words were flowing along with the edits. But there’s no conversation, no trade of ideas, and never once an exchange of affection. For them, for us, now, this is normal. Life lived as a never-ending selfie."
3. "Inside the Actors Studio Host James Lipton on His Favorite Interview, and Pimping in Paris." By Dotson Rader, for Parade. Apparently Lipton once ran a Parisian bordello, which explains why he speaks such good French. Also, he's 86 years old. Eighty-six!
“It was only a few years after the war. Paris was different then, still poor. Men couldn’t get jobs and, in the male chauvinist Paris of that time, the women couldn’t get work at all. It was perfectly respectable for them to go into le milieu ... Young women desperately needed money for various reasons. They were beautiful and young and extraordinary. There was no opprobrium because it was completely regulated. Every week they had to be inspected medically. The great bordellos were still flourishing in those days before the sheriff of Paris, a woman, closed them down. It was a different time.”
4. "Actresses Needn't Apply for Roles in Egypt's New All-Male Sitcom." By Summer Said, for The Wall Street Journal. Egyptian Islamists have come up with a more radical solution to the issue of how to censor programs involving scantily-clad women or titillating scenes. Coffee Shop, a TV sitcom to be screened this summer, won’t involve any women actresses at all.
"'Everything is about supply and demand and currently there is a demand for this type of cleaner art in our society,' says Taqieddin Abdel Rashid, the deputy head of Al-Hafez television, the Islamist channel which is planning to broadcast the all-male soap. Some may think it a challenge to produce a 15-episode TV comedy show with no female roles. Family life is off mostly off-limits, scenes set in offices, schools or universities would be tricky, and anything to do with courtship or marriage will clearly be impossible. The promoters of Coffee Shop have side-stepped some of the problem by – as the title implies – setting their new drama in one of Egypt’s traditional cafés, which tend to be all-male hangouts."
5. Seattle's Egyptian Movie Theater in Capitol Hill, operated since 1989 by Landmark Theaters, is scheduled to close soon. Details at Capitol Hill Seattle blog, here. "Like the Egyptian itself, the Mark Cuban-backed Landmark chain has seen better days. In 2011, the investor put the company on the block in an effort to recoup massive investment in the theater chain. No buyer came forward. Meanwhile, the further erosion of the movie theater business coupled with new, more nimble, better financed competition has put the chain in an even more precarious place. Upgrades at The Egyptian and its sister Landmark venue The Harvard Exit as well as the other Landmarks Seattle locations have been mostly limited to changes like the addition of latte bars at the Capitol Hill outlets a few years back.”
IMAGE OF THE DAY
"Lower Manhattan was Truly Terrifying in 1888." The photo, recently reproduced on Gothamist, sure makes it seem that way. It's taken from Jacob Riis's 1890 classic "How the Other Half Lives," "an early publication...documenting squalid living conditions in New York City slums in the 1880s." You can download the book as a PDF here.
"It's easy to romanticize Old New York—but it wasn't always filled with cuddly subway graffiti, goofy beefsteak dinner traditions, and adorable billy club-wielding vigilantes. Back in the late 19th century, parts of Lower Manhattan were crime-ridden cesspools filled with tough looking b'hoys in intimidating bowler hats."
VIDEO OF THE DAY
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A review of the newest Netflix YA horror series starring Uma Thurman and Tony Goldwyn.
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An essay about Martin Scorsese's Silence, as excerpted from the latest edition of Bright Wall/Dark Room.