Saturday, November 22, 2014 Heshvan 29, 5775
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"Manuscript" is scripted with stolen moments. Literary larceny is what playwright Paul Grellong makes book on here, turning writers into turncoats and reading the riot act to those who would pass off what is another's as theirs. If there is a sense of irony in this iron-willed drama, it is that director Bob Balaban, a balabust of originality, is helming...
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Irving Penn has had one of the most remarkable careers in American photography. At the height of a pioneering and quite lucrative period spent in the Valhalla of the fashion world, when he, along with the late Richard Avedon, was creating - then recreating - the standards for the industry, he stepped back and began a series of portraits so...
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Who knew that a young boy with rather geeky, dark-rimmed glasses could hold so much power? Not just the kind of magical power involving special potions and curses and flying broomsticks, but the kind that captivates millions - and leaves them hungry for more. "I devour it," said Jacob Adenbaum, barely able to contain his excitement while at summer day...
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About a decade ago, upon the publication of poet Alan Shapiro's book The Last Happy Occasion , I wrote that he had, until then, lived one of the representative Jewish lives of the 20th century. Any middle-aged American Jewish male who'd ever harbored literary aspirations, even fleetingly, would recognize large swatches of his life in the pages of this collection...
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In its earliest incarnation, The New Yorker was determinedly White Anglo Saxon Protestant in intent as well as content. This was at least true until the death in 1951 of the magazine's legendary founding editor, Harold Ross; at that point, William Shawn, who would himself become a legendary figure, took over as editor in chief, and the magazine expanded to...
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