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Neil Gaiman & Daniel Handler: Of Magic and Racist Jokes

They promised swordfights in their conversation but what we got was almost as good. At Tuesday night’s “En Garde! Gaiman and Handler,” authors, screenwriters, and general bon vivants Neil Gaiman and Daniel Handler (aka Lemony Snicket) convened at the Brooklyn Academy of Music’s Howard Gilman Opera House for a ninety-minute dialogue covering everything from the existence of magic to writing advice. Most notably, the friends and occasional collaborators also addressed Handler’s racist joke at last fall’s National Book Awards. It was a lively evening.

Perhaps to head off any unpleasant confrontations, the question-and-answer portion of the evening veered from BAM’s usual format: Audience members were encouraged to jot their questions on index cards upon their arrival rather than querying the authors from a microphone stand. Throughout the evening, the writers then answered the submissions of their choosing. Both men are terrific wits, and for a while it seemed Handler would circumvent the controversy entirely. Continue Reading →

‘The Humbling’ of Video on Demand

The term “straight to video” used to be the kiss of death for any film; for a while, “straight-to-video-on-demand” became the twenty-first-century equivalent. Sometime in the last five years, though, streaming video content became a legitimate movie distribution platform, one ensuring that more obscure content – documentaries, indies, foreign films – reached wider audiences than ever before, albeit with less pomp and circumstance. So to say that “The Humbling” is a straight-to-video-on-demand movie isn’t exactly an insult.

It also isn’t exactly true, since it concurrently opened in a scattering of theaters across the country late last month. But the fact remains that, though this film boasts a pedigree so impeccable it’d make a blue blood weep – Oscar winner Al Pacino stars, Oscar winner Barry Levinson directs, and Oscar nominee Buck Henry co-writes this adaptation of Pulitzer (and National Book Award) winner Philip Roth’s 2009 eponymous novel – its lukewarm theatrical reception was almost a foregone conclusion. You might wonder: What’s the catch? Continue Reading →

BAM Boho Feminist Glamour

On the evening of January 28, the lobby of the Brooklyn Academy of Music’s grand Howard Gilman Opera House was teeming with women and a handful of bearded men who had braved the cold to watch actress/writer/director Lena Dunham interview her friend, filmmaker/writer/actress Miranda July, about the latter’s new novel, The First Bad Man. Wrapped in wool ponchos, vintage furs, and striped scarves, sporting clever bobs and updos, and peering into their smartphones through steamed-up oversized glasses, attendees (no matter their age, race, gender, and sexuality) resembled extras from Dunhams’s HBO show, “Girls.” Depending on tolerance levels for what might be called The New Creative Class – of which Dunham and July are the reigning patron saints – it was either your ideal snowy New York City evening or your worst nightmare. But the conversation itself was so revelatory that I couldn’t help feeling that something groundbreaking – a new feminist bohemia, perhaps – was being hatched. Continue Reading →

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