I started 2021 distressed like everyone on the planet, but also coping with heartbreak. Enough, I decided. I’m tired. I picked up bell hooks, because I needed Feminism-with-a-capital-F
Some people think it's the worst film ever made; for others it's an eye-opening film that changes the way they think about development aid or stereotypes.
Herein lies Bacall’s secret to a full and meaningful life: She was always in it for the love, the experience, the richness; the aliveness of the here and now, the people who animate the work.
Pauline was really not a film critic; she was a writer whose subject was the movies. She gave all of herself to it—her knowledge, experience, and talent.
There’s more to it than the least common denominators of the prestige drama: it's demonstrated the adaptability of a live organism evolving with our times.
One can imagine an editor asking the author to go easier on the reader, provide signals or chapter breaks that allow for full stops and restarts. I like to imagine Weiner refusing absolutely.
Those workshops were night blind. Anything featuring black people, they reacted as if they needed a seeing-eye dog or special guide to walk them through it. It was really frustrating and tiring. The things I needed them to focus on — plot, point of view, setting — you know, the elements of fiction — came second to their need to know about the “type” of people I was writing about, or the “type” of place.