Cosmic revenge, a moral angst... indeed Cheetah. It would take away Joe E. Brown’s a comic genuis’s breathe away....the ghosts of the Dodgers into their migration.... their “ Ebbets Field” voodoo” haunting the basin’s semi tropical trappings...
Chavez Ravine, bumper to bumper traffic smog......
“Indeed Cheetah, it’s a jungle out there”, said Joe E Brown in the guise of a loinclothed ape man
grapevine..
Scanning the landscape for those vaunted heroes that made his dream come alive....viable at
Ucla’s Joe E Brown Field .,the skipper in “Some like it hot”. Gunning his motor boat’s line.
“I’m a man says Jack Lemmon.
“Well, nobody’s perfect.”retorts Joe E. Brown
II
Traipsing those heroics.....Pee Wee. Pistol Pete crashing into the right or was it the left field center field wall below Abe Stark’s clothing sign...
Fat Freddy Leo the Lip, Cookie Lavagetto Dolph Camili Babe Phelps VVan Lingle Mungo Ducky Medwick Preacher Roe Curt Davis Augie Galan Frenchy Bordagaray Waner breothers (Paul&Lloyd) Whitlow Wyatt Kirby Higbe coaches Charley Dressen Clyde Sukeforth.....
Bobby Bragan Hal Gregg Rex Barney Cal Abrams Al Gionfrido Billy Cox Arky Pete Coscarot
George Shuba Spider Jorgensen Don Zimmer....
Red Barber in his ”catbird seat”, Hilda and her rag timers Gladys Gooding at the organ.. the knothole kids in their 55 cents bleacher rows....... Larry McPhail, the owner, counting the take.
“Awesome unbelievable...
“God has the last word.”
III
Ucla’s Jackie Robinson breaking the color line, his hand eye coordinaion beguiling his grandparent’s slave ridden heritage. A four sport letterman ., sliding home in a squeeze bunt, the steal’s dust swirling over the reality scene.
Mickey Owen’s passed ball, Ed Head Don Sutton Campy behnd the plate..Joe Black Don Newcombe Pafko.....Billy Herman, Eddie Miksis Howie Schultz (a Celtic hoopster), Vito Tamles.... Burt Shotten La Sorta.
The Gas House Gang of Branch Rickey...Stan the Man
Musial Terry Moore Enos “Country” Slaughter “Pepper” Martin the Cooper brothers Marty Marion Whitey Kurowski Creepy Crespie Howie Pollet Johnny Mize at first...(“Big Jahn”)
Max Lanier....
Meanwhile back at the office Montae&Court Streets, Branch Rickey the guiding partner
(O’Malley and his father in law wearing his Judge’s robes a block away) put his hand on Jackie Robinson’s shoulder...
”Bite your tongue. Hold your fire, Mister Robinson. This isn’t Montreal. Ucla. Bigotry prevailss
among ballplayers.. Don’t let the barbs cause any wounds. Continue your aggressiveness Your resume when you were at Pasadena City College Ucla...”
“We’re not here to smoke history. Winning games.... toward the National League pennant. A World Series. That’s our modus operandi.. Be patient, Mister Robinson... .
IV
“Clem Labine, Hugh Casey in the bullpen Sandy Koufax, *Don Drysadale, Maury Wills Steve Garvey Sandy Amoros..... Gil Hodges at first Casey Stengel retired to his bank..Glendale,California..*Drysdale on hearing Koufax pitched a no hitter...”Did he win?”
Carl Oiskine Ralph Branca on the mound. O’Malley now the honcho in those Montegue*Court street reality scene, his father in law wearing his Judge’s robe at the across the street Surrogates Court.....
Calibrating transition to Chavez Ravine in the thinking apparatax....Carl Furillo the Duke many of our heroes guarded in relocating....tentative&doubtful without a passport.
V
Rousseau and Diderot “Tale of two cioties” by Dickens becomes clear in retrospect.. A moral travesty A spaced out trajectory going down the freeway. Illusions of grandeur delusions of grandeur as the O’Malleys sold ther franchise to Fox and the Murdoch” johns..”
Subsequently in trhe rough and tumble Gene Autry Anaheim Angels turf they sold out their souls to the current beleaguered moneyed tycoon.Frank McCourt.... cast in the outfield., East Los Angeles, the barrio East Los Angeles the Mojave desert 29 Palms Rancho Mirage Palm Springs beyond..Nevada and Las Vegas.
The Dodger owner embroiled in a heated divorce , his ex’s legal eagles holding the team as a bailment to their client’s community property.
The owner pleading with baseball’s founding fathers to support his coffers...
The commissioner did just hat... selling out the American past time? The public trust.?
VI
The scenario smacks ofd cronyism and insider trading. “The volice of America” condemns the archaic thinking because the game deserves Judge Labdis’s state of mind,open to a fresh look
for the fans and the age of enlightenment...the information highway.
Right Cheetah?
High school students are tuned out..one out of a class of 5o has ever been to the ball park.
A predestined disaster that seems to be an epiphany.
Joe E Brown’s motor launch crashing the shoals.............
Dangerous sharks, indeed Cheetah!
VII
No real life heroes except among the “ibyan rebs”... Senator from Arizona. Major League baseball supporting the myth..perpetuating the fantasy by tolerating the divorcee’s hi jinks in usurping a franchise that bespeaks the American Dream.
Only a myth, indeed. An asset gobbled up like in Las Vegas faro.
The sellout calls for estoppel, restoring faith in the game’s integrity..not to be interperated the Black Sox betting scandal nine decades earlier.
Burt Lancaster’s “Field of dreams”
VIII
Cosmic revenge playng out.....Bring the Dodgers back to whence they came....the tragedy playing out in the L.A. basin where the only dreams are on the studio screens..
Joe E. Brown’s “Alibi Ike”(Ring Lardner) in the role of an pitcher who falls in love with the team owner’s daughter, Olivia deHaviland, the plot as his “Some like it hot” shattering the dilemma between the sexes..
Right, Cheetah?
Right.
IX
“Restore the game’s integrity. The American past time..... our heroes....
Cosmic revenge playing out.
Jackie Robinson Junior High at the intersection of Jackie Robinson Boulevard and Joe E Brown field .... 3000 miles across North America .. April 28, 2011
Little did John Farrow directing his wife MaureenOSullivan
Little did John Farrow directing his wife MaureenOSullivan”, “Tarzan escapes” and Pope Pius XI’s Knight of the Holy Sepulchre, have the clairvoyance ... his gifted Hollywood bred
daughter Mia’s mojo deservedly, from the University of Connecticut’s Board of Trustees.
A commencement addreess at the school for performing arts May 9th. Not that it wasn’t a scarce penny to have coach John Calhoun and his Kemba Walker of the Bronx and an Apollo theater talent dominate the NCAA March Madness, Walker entering the NBA draft. ..after three years
matriculating for his recognition. (take it for what itis worth from a Storrs appointed philosopher... Hartford&Waterbury branches)
But Mia Farrow’s nature...her own spiritual quest in many ways. Didn’t she and her
sister Priscilla, make the “hirdy gurdy”to Tibet with the Beatles (Harrison Lennon) a nirvana with Marashishi Mahesh as her garu........
Yet what does that viajo have to do with the Mia Farrow, the actress, and scion of the family playing out their connections for the ordinary and mundane life that
Aaron Copeland’s “common man” is playing out.....
Did Queen Elizabeth invite Mia to trhe nuptials next week at Westminister Abbey.Surely her credentials are beyond credibility. Her grandfather into the pedigree. A Lord in his day. A barrister by his powdered wig.,the family planting their roots in Austrailia.
IV
When “Woody Allen” replicated his “Annie Hall” Diane Keaton with Frank Sinotra’s ex,,,Andre Previn’s frau, did his “I’ll never write a funny movie again” did his consciousness grasp the implications for a kid schooled in Yeshiva..... “sprechen” Yiddish.. raised on the lower East side, living on Avenue K and 14th Street in Flatbush,... a block from Stanley Kubrick’s “Space Odyssey”(Kubrick’s supermarket) attending Midwood High School...NYU... CUNY know better....
Mid Farrow’s trappings were part and parcel of his own divinity.
Admiringly he didn’t know what he was doing at Dorothy Chandler’s pavilion Puccini’s “Giccoi Schicci” As Seymour Konigsberg- a work in progress- like all of the voodoo into our mad cap cosmos of “What’s new pussycat?” “Everything you wanted to know abou tsex (but were afraid to ask)
V
Everything being relative, mister Konigsbery-Allen submerged himself into his ouvre...schtick with Max Liebvman’s “Show of shows”.
Sculpting jokes for Sid Caesar, Imogene Coco, Carl
Reiner Howie Morris..screening dialects... indiscreet camp......
long before Colonel Khadafi emerged in his Libvyan garb......
Tthe outlandish maneuvers our revolving planet takes.....
hedge funds... derivatives.. bankruptcies foreclosures unemployment.. the normal ways of doing business was becoming extinct
Unconventional thinking depending on how you look at it.
So “Hannah and her sisters” was de facto Mia Farrow and her transcendental vision and her
alliance with Simone de Beauvoir’s “Second Sex”
No “Second Sex” here.,Cheetah!
“Right Jane?” (Maureen O’Sullivan) as Tarzan (Johnny Weismuller) garbed in his loincloth presses the drapes aside in their uppity African love nest.
“There’s a jungle out there, Jane.”
Cheetah cutting an apish figure, stripping a banana, hius ape like lechers counting his calories but not aggressively delving into his master’s psyche....nor for that matter Jane’s less complicated one.
He was too smart an ape to go that way. Wasn’t it enough for the genome...the genetic coe to
spell out the similarities and differences in the networking of humans and their appearances
thru the ages...
VI
So Seymour Konigsberg aka Woody Allen pressed his luck...a role as a licorice stick auteur a funny man living with a 30 year neurosis, his witch doctor moonshing those 3 decades of love hate relationships. discarding layers of scathing flesh.
A redundancybase? Was Seymour- Woody identifying with Ingmar Bergman? La Dolche Vita’s Fellini?
A renaissance man on a Leo Tolstoy wave length...his yearning need... capturing visions: images dialogue of Charlie Chaplin in futuro. A father figure to Mia Farrow’s adopted Korean daughter Soon-Yie Previn.,his third wife....
VII
“
Broadway Danny Rose” yields a nostalgic utopia at the Kent theater on Coney Island Avenue and ‘H’, two blocks away from Woody’s turf on Avenue K.and 14th Street two blocks from the BMT subway and Wingate (Midwood) Field where Murray Eisenstadt’s tennis teams practiced...
Here at the Kent he earned his legacy, casting Morty Gunty as an groovy insider (Morty lived on Avenue H near Ocean Parkway) a Borscht Belt comic and secondary teacher playing out
the role of a substitute teacher...
He later appeared wan and pale at the Sunset Strip’s M ocambo .,exiting soon thereafter from
the mileau we shared as students at P.S. 217 and Midwood High School.
.
VIII
“The purple road to Cairo” had no pretensions and was n’t as autobiographical...but again as the Lajos Egri disciple claimed “He no longer wanted to make funny films”
An endangered species..Indeed Cheetah...... Ernest Lubitsch Greta Garbo Melvyn Douglas
Billy Wilder shedding tears in their retirement.
Mentor Egri in his Brentwood salon boasted of fine tuning Paddy Chayefsky’s scenarios, and while punching the clock at MGM. .
IX
“Bananas” “”Casino Royale” a James Bond spoof..a Chubby Brocoli convoluted 007,the calculus disorienting Bond’s cool ... “Dr No”never looking back.
Edgar’s dsughter Candace Bergen.. Tony Randal..”Play it again, Sam” the 5th dimension playing.
Shades of Ring Lardner,Jr “Mash”the hilarious l medical encampment on the Korean peninsula led by a “Three Stooges”mea culpa (Moe Curly Larry.Hoiward, once of Bath Beach)
Not that far from the Kent
theater off Coney Island Avenue trolly tracks.
X
“Unbelieable Murder Mystery” may have been the turning point when Diane Keaton of Verdugo Hills High School in Tujunga was dissed. Mia replacing her
The Keqton’s divine presence in “Anmie Hall” was in our eyes a revelation.to the third power.. .. .
Frank Capra directing Katherine Hepburn Jean Arthur Claudette Colbert would give the comedians the “Oscar” for her light touch. and killer instinct. As an exponent to rhe third quatrain....exhuming “Annie Hall”...shedding skins, not unlike the banana Cheetah was peeling Mia Farrow’sa maternal abode in her grapevine.
“You have to dig deep to strike banana oil, Cheetah.
XI
Whether Mia Farrow will entrap her own legacy, her state of mind” is an enlightened Zen Buddhism born of her alliance with visionaries who went their own way, never selling out to the machine they were engaged to..
.
XII
“Manhattan” seems to capture the love hate relationships in the guise of an older man having a bonding with a seventeen year old yung lady. Finding pleasure in the epherma of his
passing days.
Life’s absurdities deeply dug into the planet, our galaxy plagued by a pop culture and the inane craze of the sit com mentality our humanity books,
The inability to feel pleasure...Indeed Cheetah. ....
XIII
Tarzan aka Johnny Weismuller Olympic swimming fame (nee Bruce Bennet’s
103 year old Santa Monican real estaenik when he was wasn’t before the “lights camera action)”“offered Jane the Irish soda bread of her karma..
“It’s a jungle out there, Jane,” he repeated., pressing the slide doors aside.... Cheetah’s cue to to
piggy back Weismuller’s shoulders.....the two becoming Tarzan of the Apes...grasping the grapevine
Flowing thru the air...over the African flora&fauna quicksand cannibal reality scene.......
“Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”.
The University of Connecticut Performing Arts, Storrs, Ct...
daughter Mia’s mojo deservedly, from the University of Connecticut’s Board of Trustees.
II
A commencement addreess at the school for performing arts May 9th. Not that it wasn’t a scarce penny to have coach John Calhoun and his Kemba Walker of the Bronx and an Apollo theater talent dominate the NCAA March Madness, Walker entering the NBA draft. ..after three years
matriculating for his recognition. (take it for what itis worth from a Storrs appointed philosopher... Hartford&Waterbury branches)
But Mia Farrow’s nature...her own spiritual quest in many ways. Didn’t she and her
sister Priscilla, make the “hirdy gurdy”to Tibet with the Beatles (Harrison Lennon) a nirvana with Marashishi Mahesh as her garu........
III
Yet what does that viajo have to do with the Mia Farrow, the actress, and scion of the family playing out their connections for the ordinary and mundane life that
Aaron Copeland’s “common man” is playing out.....
Did Queen Elizabeth invite Mia to trhe nuptials next week at Westminister Abbey.Surely her credentials are beyond credibility. Her grandfather into the pedigree. A Lord in his day. A barrister by his powdered wig.,the family planting their roots in Austrailia.
IV
When “Woody Allen” replicated his “Annie Hall” Diane Keaton with Frank Sinotra’s ex,,,Andre Previn’s frau, did his “I’ll never write a funny movie again” did his consciousness grasp the implications for a kid schooled in Yeshiva..... “sprechen” Yiddish.. raised on the lower East side, living on Avenue K and 14th Street in Flatbush,... a block from Stanley Kubrick’s “Space Odyssey”(Kubrick’s supermarket) attending Midwood High School...NYU... CUNY know better....
Mid Farrow’s trappings were part and parcel of his own divinity.
Admiringly he didn’t know what he was doing at Dorothy Chandler’s pavilion Puccini’s “Giccoi Schicci” As Seymour Konigsberg- a work in progress- like all of the voodoo into our mad cap cosmos of “What’s new pussycat?” “Everything you wanted to know abou tsex (but were afraid to ask)
V
Everything being relative, mister Konigsbery-Allen submerged himself into his ouvre...schtick with Max Liebvman’s “Show of shows”.
Sculpting jokes for Sid Caesar, Imogene Coco, Carl
Reiner Howie Morris..screening dialects... indiscreet camp......
long before Colonel Khadafi emerged in his Libvyan garb......
Tthe outlandish maneuvers our revolving planet takes.....
hedge funds... derivatives.. bankruptcies foreclosures unemployment.. the normal ways of doing business was becoming extinct
Unconventional thinking depending on how you look at it.
So “Hannah and her sisters” was de facto Mia Farrow and her transcendental vision and her
alliance with Simone de Beauvoir’s “Second Sex”
No “Second Sex” here.,Cheetah!
“Right Jane?” (Maureen O’Sullivan) as Tarzan (Johnny Weismuller) garbed in his loincloth presses the drapes aside in their uppity African love nest.
“There’s a jungle out there, Jane.”
Cheetah cutting an apish figure, stripping a banana, hius ape like lechers counting his calories but not aggressively delving into his master’s psyche....nor for that matter Jane’s less complicated one.
He was too smart an ape to go that way. Wasn’t it enough for the genome...the genetic coe to
spell out the similarities and differences in the networking of humans and their appearances
thru the ages...
VI
So Seymour Konigsberg aka Woody Allen pressed his luck...a role as a licorice stick auteur a funny man living with a 30 year neurosis, his witch doctor moonshing those 3 decades of love hate relationships. discarding layers of scathing flesh.
A redundancybase? Was Seymour- Woody identifying with Ingmar Bergman? La Dolche Vita’s Fellini?
A renaissance man on a Leo Tolstoy wave length...his yearning need... capturing visions: images dialogue of Charlie Chaplin in futuro. A father figure to Mia Farrow’s adopted Korean daughter Soon-Yie Previn.,his third wife....
VII
“
Broadway Danny Rose” yields a nostalgic utopia at the Kent theater on Coney Island Avenue and ‘H’, two blocks away from Woody’s turf on Avenue K.and 14th Street two blocks from the BMT subway and Wingate (Midwood) Field where Murray Eisenstadt’s tennis teams practiced...
Here at the Kent he earned his legacy, casting Morty Gunty as an groovy insider (Morty lived on Avenue H near Ocean Parkway) a Borscht Belt comic and secondary teacher playing out
the role of a substitute teacher...
He later appeared wan and pale at the Sunset Strip’s M ocambo .,exiting soon thereafter from
the mileau we shared as students at P.S. 217 and Midwood High School.
.
VIII
“The purple road to Cairo” had no pretensions and was n’t as autobiographical...but again as the Lajos Egri disciple claimed “He no longer wanted to make funny films”
An endangered species..Indeed Cheetah...... Ernest Lubitsch Greta Garbo Melvyn Douglas
Billy Wilder shedding tears in their retirement.
Mentor Egri in his Brentwood salon boasted of fine tuning Paddy Chayefsky’s scenarios, and while punching the clock at MGM. .
IX
“Bananas” “”Casino Royale” a James Bond spoof..a Chubby Brocoli convoluted 007,the calculus disorienting Bond’s cool ... “Dr No”never looking back.
Edgar’s dsughter Candace Bergen.. Tony Randal..”Play it again, Sam” the 5th dimension playing.
Shades of Ring Lardner,Jr “Mash”the hilarious l medical encampment on the Korean peninsula led by a “Three Stooges”mea culpa (Moe Curly Larry.Hoiward, once of Bath Beach)
Not that far from the Kent
theater off Coney Island Avenue trolly tracks.
X
“Unbelieable Murder Mystery” may have been the turning point when Diane Keaton of Verdugo Hills High School in Tujunga was dissed. Mia replacing her
The Keqton’s divine presence in “Anmie Hall” was in our eyes a revelation.to the third power.. .. .
Frank Capra directing Katherine Hepburn Jean Arthur Claudette Colbert would give the comedians the “Oscar” for her light touch. and killer instinct. As an exponent to rhe third quatrain....exhuming “Annie Hall”...shedding skins, not unlike the banana Cheetah was peeling Mia Farrow’sa maternal abode in her grapevine.
“You have to dig deep to strike banana oil, Cheetah.
XI
Whether Mia Farrow will entrap her own legacy, her state of mind” is an enlightened Zen Buddhism born of her alliance with visionaries who went their own way, never selling out to the machine they were engaged to..
.
XII
“Manhattan” seems to capture the love hate relationships in the guise of an older man having a bonding with a seventeen year old yung lady. Finding pleasure in the epherma of his
passing days.
Life’s absurdities deeply dug into the planet, our galaxy plagued by a pop culture and the inane craze of the sit com mentality our humanity books,
The inability to feel pleasure...Indeed Cheetah. ....
XIII
Tarzan aka Johnny Weismuller Olympic swimming fame (nee Bruce Bennet’s
103 year old Santa Monican real estaenik when he was wasn’t before the “lights camera action)”“offered Jane the Irish soda bread of her karma..
“It’s a jungle out there, Jane,” he repeated., pressing the slide doors aside.... Cheetah’s cue to to
piggy back Weismuller’s shoulders.....the two becoming Tarzan of the Apes...grasping the grapevine
Flowing thru the air...over the African flora&fauna quicksand cannibal reality scene.......
“Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”.
The University of Connecticut Performing Arts, Storrs, Ct...
April 20,2911.
James Joyce’s ‘Portrait of an artist as a young man’
James Joyce’s ‘Portrait of an artist as a young man’ may be difficult to calibrate in the unconscious of movie director Sidney Lumet but being things are all relative his East New York origins struck a chord.
“Verdict” “Dog day afternoon” “Ten angry men” “Network” shedding light on issues tormenting the Willy Lomans of those whoring reality whirtls....to be and become someone
whom our mothers yearned for the moment her umbilical chord was spliced from the womb..
II
The Lee J Cobbs, Paul Newmans Henry Fondas Peterr Finchs captured their rroles...losing
themselves to find themselves-
But it was Al Pacino that may have been Mister Lumet’s finest, casting. a bank robber having an alter ego, their lamented get away seemed to these eyes, a shattered day dream that even Gloria Swanson “I’m ready for my close up, Mister DeMille” an anachronism,...a fantasy imbedded in
her mirror’s vanity...a transition to her inner needs playing out..
That mirror obliterated her fear of failing. Losing her mojo....those longings to not only command respect..an authoring figure or not...the love that was unrequited. The search for her
“Championship season”
III
Growing up in East New York...the push carts peddlers the” candy stores” the immigrant scramble for security and escape.....
”Just got off the boat”, Emma Lazarus poetry at the Statute of Liberty was the ominous energy “Give me your bread....”and its Ellis Island “arc de trumphe”
The migration to Brooklyn’s East New York.
The Hebrew Educational Society’s. melting pot.. Pitkin Sutter Saratoga Avenues.. buying and selling. “I can get it for you wholesale, sweetheart..bargaining on a pair of knickers... two for half the price...com’on bubbe... a bargain is a bargain ..not a metaphor Who are you? A slumming intellectual from uptown?
In that reality scene...fire escaped tenements. clothes lines..larceny in their nickel and dime bandit souls.
In that envirion the Loew’s Pitkin “escape” evolved.
IV
Going back to that big screen moment when Al Pacino cradled his alter ego’s head after their getaway went awry..
“Why why ”he asked, the cameras twirling, mister Lumet searching for the interior quarrelt, his bifocals piercing the laser like lenses
The accomplice aiding and abetting “You wouldn’t understand. Trapped in a man’s body...
with a woman’s soul. Where can I go? What country will take me?
Sonny answering his own rhetorical?.....Wyoming Wyoming. You love horses.The great outdoors.”
V
The organist pedaled the George Gershwin tin pan alley “I got rhythm”to that street smart
audience during the Saturday matinee. The lights turned on.... the screen cast aside behind the curtains. Seeing your friends and enemies. ..
The stage filled with management appointed East New York kids& pros: their whnirling spinning Duncan yo yos, the Pitkin awarding sweaters to the champs who could make their youo spin “around the world” “Rock the baby” “Sleep the lullaby,” twirling its own day
dream. :
Meanwhile..Arthur Miller’s “Death of a salesman” was playing out uptown...
“Attention must be paid..All Willy ever wanted was to pay off the mortgage.” his widow sobbed .at the funeral.
The Loews Pitkin..its ornamental glitzy interior&marquee... off to the
second balcony, the stage and screen welcoming the escape ala a Lasurel&Hardy madcap.
We forgot the images and melodies sounding like a Shangrila from some other planet....a comic book fantasy like Clark Kent’s “Superman” incognito or Boris Karloff ‘s “Frankenstein”
VI
Here Mister Lumet like another child of immigrant parents Arthur Miller, inherited his pursuit. The struggle to find oneself in that cosmos of subways street cars candy sores scapes
hydrants turned on ...Joel McCrea Sylvia Sidney’s Goldwyn’s Dead end”
Other flicks like Paul Muni’s “Scarface” or Warner Baxter’s ”Prisoner of Shark Island” “Sainey Potier Tny Curtis’s “Defiant ones” depicting skin pigment strangling sadism..
Suffocating in strangling small minded games that people play”.
Sidney Potioer and Ron Steiger “Heat of the night”.
VII
Mister Lumet’s dialogue ..... ‘on air conspiratorial role...Peter Finch’s
“I’m mad as Hell. I can’t take this anymore. I can’t.......” .his voice crashing thru
East New York’s Pitkin Avenue reality scene, April 13 ,2011
“Verdict” “Dog day afternoon” “Ten angry men” “Network” shedding light on issues tormenting the Willy Lomans of those whoring reality whirtls....to be and become someone
whom our mothers yearned for the moment her umbilical chord was spliced from the womb..
II
The Lee J Cobbs, Paul Newmans Henry Fondas Peterr Finchs captured their rroles...losing
themselves to find themselves-
But it was Al Pacino that may have been Mister Lumet’s finest, casting. a bank robber having an alter ego, their lamented get away seemed to these eyes, a shattered day dream that even Gloria Swanson “I’m ready for my close up, Mister DeMille” an anachronism,...a fantasy imbedded in
her mirror’s vanity...a transition to her inner needs playing out..
That mirror obliterated her fear of failing. Losing her mojo....those longings to not only command respect..an authoring figure or not...the love that was unrequited. The search for her
“Championship season”
III
Growing up in East New York...the push carts peddlers the” candy stores” the immigrant scramble for security and escape.....
”Just got off the boat”, Emma Lazarus poetry at the Statute of Liberty was the ominous energy “Give me your bread....”and its Ellis Island “arc de trumphe”
The migration to Brooklyn’s East New York.
The Hebrew Educational Society’s. melting pot.. Pitkin Sutter Saratoga Avenues.. buying and selling. “I can get it for you wholesale, sweetheart..bargaining on a pair of knickers... two for half the price...com’on bubbe... a bargain is a bargain ..not a metaphor Who are you? A slumming intellectual from uptown?
In that reality scene...fire escaped tenements. clothes lines..larceny in their nickel and dime bandit souls.
In that envirion the Loew’s Pitkin “escape” evolved.
IV
Going back to that big screen moment when Al Pacino cradled his alter ego’s head after their getaway went awry..
“Why why ”he asked, the cameras twirling, mister Lumet searching for the interior quarrelt, his bifocals piercing the laser like lenses
The accomplice aiding and abetting “You wouldn’t understand. Trapped in a man’s body...
with a woman’s soul. Where can I go? What country will take me?
Sonny answering his own rhetorical?.....Wyoming Wyoming. You love horses.The great outdoors.”
V
The organist pedaled the George Gershwin tin pan alley “I got rhythm”to that street smart
audience during the Saturday matinee. The lights turned on.... the screen cast aside behind the curtains. Seeing your friends and enemies. ..
The stage filled with management appointed East New York kids& pros: their whnirling spinning Duncan yo yos, the Pitkin awarding sweaters to the champs who could make their youo spin “around the world” “Rock the baby” “Sleep the lullaby,” twirling its own day
dream. :
Meanwhile..Arthur Miller’s “Death of a salesman” was playing out uptown...
“Attention must be paid..All Willy ever wanted was to pay off the mortgage.” his widow sobbed .at the funeral.
The Loews Pitkin..its ornamental glitzy interior&marquee... off to the
second balcony, the stage and screen welcoming the escape ala a Lasurel&Hardy madcap.
We forgot the images and melodies sounding like a Shangrila from some other planet....a comic book fantasy like Clark Kent’s “Superman” incognito or Boris Karloff ‘s “Frankenstein”
VI
Here Mister Lumet like another child of immigrant parents Arthur Miller, inherited his pursuit. The struggle to find oneself in that cosmos of subways street cars candy sores scapes
hydrants turned on ...Joel McCrea Sylvia Sidney’s Goldwyn’s Dead end”
Other flicks like Paul Muni’s “Scarface” or Warner Baxter’s ”Prisoner of Shark Island” “Sainey Potier Tny Curtis’s “Defiant ones” depicting skin pigment strangling sadism..
Suffocating in strangling small minded games that people play”.
Sidney Potioer and Ron Steiger “Heat of the night”.
VII
Mister Lumet’s dialogue ..... ‘on air conspiratorial role...Peter Finch’s
“I’m mad as Hell. I can’t take this anymore. I can’t.......” .his voice crashing thru
East New York’s Pitkin Avenue reality scene, April 13 ,2011
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