Mark Rylance Waxing Poetic

While I didn’t get a chance to watch the Tony’s (ok, who am I kidding… I never watch the Tony’s), I did get to see Mark Rylance’s quixotic acceptance speech. Instead of thanking his mom, hairdresser, and producer’s personal assistant, he launched into an obscure prose poem, “Back Country,” by Louis Jenkins. Since the lit [...]

Guitar Lessons

I wish I could play guitar. Not because I have any rock star dreams (I’ve got my mediocre abilities on the keys to satisfy that), but because my next-door neighbor sucks and I would like to give him lessons as an investment in my own ears’ happiness. In my wildest dreams, I knock on his [...]

The Films I Didn’t See at the New York Film Festival

Like always, I’m broke when it’s time for a film festival (as evident in my replacement of two meals a day with peanut butter sandwichs). So, I haven’t even the time or money for a student rush ticket to one of the less well-known screenings. This is disappointing, too, after looking at the line-up the [...]