I do not know why people bother spending the time or money to hire professionals. Some of the most sage advice I have ever read has been scrawled on the subway posters which grace dank innards of our city. For the low price of $2 you get access to an open forum where no subject is off-limits.
I agree with this one, although more should have been made of Jimmi Simpson’s impressive performance in Aaron Sorkin’s The Farnsworth Invention:
This information-crammed, surface-skimming biodrama about the creators of television suggests nothing so much as a classroom presentation on a seven-figure budget.
The show certainly deserves high marks for all those traits that exacting schoolteachers hold dear: conciseness, legibility, correct use of topic sentences, evidence in defense of two sides of an argument and colorful examples to support the main thesis.
This one I don’t agree with, save for the reference to “aesthetic overkill” (From Doris to Darlene):
There’s also real insight under Harrison’s stylized surfaces. Although he loves these hopeless musical romantics, he doesn’t romanticize them. He understands that passion - musical and otherwise - often feels closer to nausea, and that a creative fire can be a fickle flicker at best.
We’re seeing August: Osage County this weekend, which we’re both very excited about about which we are very excited. For good reason, it sounds like.
From the field: Mags calls in to report that MTA employees posted outside the subway stations are even more helpful than usual, advising the crowds to “walk up to Atlantic and see if you can get anything.” The unspoken follow-up advice is to “play the lottery and see if you win.”
Nothing brings back the memories of the Kenwood Elementary cafeteria like today’s lunch. I keep looking over my shoulder, waiting for my mom embarrass me by stopping by and asking how my day is going in front of all my friends.
Also: ask me about my plan to completely eliminate litter in NYC by establishing an above-equilibrium price floor on 25 cent bags of chips!
