Premiering tonight at MOMA, opening Sept 21st in New York, Los Angeles & Paris, Oct 1st, nationally. I have my last say near the end of the film.
Her deeply moving crescendo to “The Song of Myself” starts 9 minutes in.
“If you are ever in the New York area and wish to obtain a book, be sure to call on librarian Frances Hamilton at the local library. The beautiful miss graces the May 1965 cover of Bronze Thrills. She stands 5 ft. 5 in. tall and weighs only 120. She has curves that are all in [...]
“Two years ago, I suddenly needed, while doing a tricky translation, to look up something in the Compact Edition of the Oxford English Dictionary, the one that comes with a magnifying glass on account of the very small print – and although it is described as “compact”, it has taken up a lot of room [...]
I’ve always wanted to write a Confidence Man story for thugs and the women who love them. A Mookie Jackson story. As I once wrote in a piece on the Ghetto Harlequin phenomenon, regards founding father Daniel Defoe, “One of street literature’s great subjects has always been the highlife player, the big-dicked, bejeweled raconteur/entrepreneur, no [...]
If you have ever sold a book for or to the Strand you know there is nothing new in being taken advantage of by the Bass’s. When we parted company in 1975, over the then deplorable working conditions, poverty wages, the abusive attitude of management to staff and the unionization of the shop, it was [...]
Were the problem book people like us, it would soon go away. It is not our weaknesses, or our sentimentality, or our nostalgia. It’s As If’ we’ve become obsolete and we haven’t. By ‘we,’ I mean We the People of the book: Jews, Christians, Islamic people and a lot of people who believe what they [...]
Users shouldn’t deal and dealers shouldn’t use Somebody other than me must have said Reading is a finer world within the world. Presumably an unpunished vice, my relationship to literature has at times smacked of self abuse. So much so I’ve been called promiscuously well read. It is a solitary past time, during which time you aren’t [...]