Life, Literature, Poetry, Theatre, Writing

The Brief Sum of Life–In Praise of the Liberal Arts

So sue me.  I've never really pretended to a deep acquaintance with, nor understanding of, mid twentieth-century American playwrights and screenwriters.  And so we have Days of Wine and Roses, a 1958 teleplay by JP Miller with Cliff Robertson and Piper Laurie , which I've always gotten spectacularly mixed up with Splendor in the Grass,… Continue reading The Brief Sum of Life–In Praise of the Liberal Arts

Family, History, Theatre

“A Critic is a Man Who Knows the Way, But Can’t Drive the Car”

Kenneth Tynan.  He was right about critics.  He was (She said, hopefully) probably speaking from a perspective of age and experience. One of my emails this morning informed me that February 25, 2024 is the 53rd anniversary of the opening, at New York’s Belasco Theatre, of Oh, Calcutta!, a play written by, among others, Kenneth Tynan. Tynan, one… Continue reading “A Critic is a Man Who Knows the Way, But Can’t Drive the Car”