I know your post was not an appeal to hear everyone’s quibble with the list, but David Tennant is crucial to my reply! I personally would like to jack up Richard II; both DT and Ben Whishaw did amazing work helping to put that gorgeous play back in the public eye.
The extraordinary thing about Inventory is watching someone try to make sense of the grief, rage, joy and sorrow of mid-life in real time, rather than reading about it later, with meaning retroactively applied. As weighty as the subjects may be, Inventory feels so fresh and alive to the moment.
This is a painting of clouds or fog, some spots much brighter than others, and it says in faint writing in the center: America.
Ted Savinar, 2019.
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All hail AOC, who remains the only person treating this administration appropriately.
I’m sorry you have to deal with these people but I am delighted that you’re out there acting like a normal human being who knows right from wrong.
That’s gorgeous, LeeAnn.
I’m with you! Maybe we can all band together and go back and save Janet.
It really is. Strange and yet rooted in something so human.
Please stop showing dead animals on your, and this my, feed!
Wait, Samuel West has a birding show? Finally, a tonic for this world.
Happy birthday to the great Claire Denis. 1999's Beau Travail remains an all-time favorite. I was lucky to interview her in 2003 at a hotel in Seattle. I remember Denis initially seeming bored, but then coming alive when she saw the flower girl from a wedding party. "I moost take her peek-chuh!"
I’d never even heard of it but guess who’s filling up her Powell’s cart tonight? (I checked - it’s in!) Thank you!
The 2026 Atlantic storm name list: Arthur Bertha Cristobal Dolly Edouard Fay Gonzalo Hanna Isaias Josephine Kyle Leah Marco Nana Omar Paulette Rene Sally Teddy Vicky Wilfred
the 2026 Atlantic hurricane names have been released, and I need to tell you all right now that if I get swept off this mortal coil by a storm named Kyle I am haunting the halls of the World Meteorological Organization until the end of time
What a beauty.
It’s really a jewel.
I also can’t believe her first (and only) novel could be written so assuredly. It’s such a remarkable achievement.
Thank you, Bill. Jesus.
I will never forget the experience of seeing LEAVING NEVERLAND at its Sundance premiere. For @avclub.com I wrote about a devastating, definitive documentary about surviving sexual abuse that cannot be erased.
A great review of one of my favorite books of the past few years.
Hometown Hartsburg, Missouri A coyote cry that tears through sleep in the country-dark. The bleats + bells from goats heavy with milk, the creek that overflows + leaves crawdads + catfish breathless in backyards. The ditch where folks toss their trash: tires, television sets, a Maytag washer. A boy abusing Sudafed. A three-legged bluetick never let off its chain. The rumor of a cougar deep in the hills, a caved-in septic tank that can drop you, drown you. A cathedral of cedars, the tumble-down barn with warped wood, the abandoned car rusted + broken into by musk thistle. The dynamite blast from the quarry that rattles windows, the fog flung over the valley like a mortuary sheet.
By Kieron Walquist
I thought the same thing!
Hometown Hartsburg, Missouri A coyote cry that tears through sleep in the country-dark. The bleats + bells from goats heavy with milk, the creek that overflows + leaves crawdads + catfish breathless in backyards. The ditch where folks toss their trash: tires, television sets, a Maytag washer. A boy abusing Sudafed. A three-legged bluetick never let off its chain. The rumor of a cougar deep in the hills, a caved-in septic tank that can drop you, drown you. A cathedral of cedars, the tumble-down barn with warped wood, the abandoned car rusted + broken into by musk thistle. The dynamite blast from the quarry that rattles windows, the fog flung over the valley like a mortuary sheet.
By Kieron Walquist
If you’re looking for something calming and beautiful, here’s a lovely few minutes of wonder.
Brian tells more of its story in his thread.
Would immediately buy the mid-century novel that began with this sentence.
"Happiness," he said, always seems nothing. It is like water; one only realizes it when it has run away." "That is true," she said. She thought for a moment and said, "It is the same with the evil we do; it seems nothing, just seems foolishness, cold water, while we are doing it. Otherwise people would not do it; they would be more careful." "True," he said. She said, "Why have we ruined everything, everything?" and she began to cry. She said, "I can't leave this house. I brought up my children here. I have been here so many years, so many years. I can't—I can't leave it." "Then you want to stay here?" he asked. And she said, "No" — and went away the next day. From Voices in the Evening by Natalia Ginzburg
Staggered this evening by Natalia Ginzburg. The usual when reading her!
This scene occurs after WWII as the locals return to the area and resume their lives there. #1961Club
And we still have two more months of the days getting longer! Two months! Who’s in charge around here? I’d like a word.
My latest short film, "Larkspur Meditations," features two ferry rides I took last month at sunrise and sunset from downtown San Francisco to Larkspur in Marin County and back. It's set to ambient music by Purple Decades and marks our second collaboration. vimeo.com/1179643524
This is the darkest and creepiest they get, imo! I feel like it’s an outlier because it’s based on scares and not relationships.
The Craft of Acting, very much not hosted by Quentin Tarantino.
Congrats all around!