Best Song for Eating Alone in Commons
Backstreet Boys, “Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely”
So you’re still on the Penn Dining plan and it’s getting harder to give out those Moocher Meals.
Carefully spaced family photographs line a wall of Leonard’s parent’s apartment. Tracing many generations of his traditional Italian family, they soon come to represent confinement.
It’s hard to imagine Marlon Brando as anyone other than the notorious Godfather. But before he was Don Corleone, Brando turned in a riveting performance as Stanley in Elia Kazan’s A Streetcar Named Desire, based on the play by Tennessee Williams.
The film follows Blanche (Vivien Leigh), who arrives on her sister Stella’s doorstep claiming to be suffering a nervous breakdown.
Act One
Film Buff: Wow, I love your posters. Capra and Lynch, such an unusual mix.(1)
Seducer: I almost put up my poster of The Third Man, signed by Orson Welles, but it’s much too valuable.
Film Buff: [clearly impressed]
Seducer: I rented a few films — Requiem for a Dream, The Bicycle Thief and A Woman Under the Influence— but I’m going to leave the final choice up to you.
Step 1: Put up posters of films by under-appreciated directors. Purchase coffee table books on film noir, Italian neoRealism and cinéma vérité. Explain that your usual arts-haus indie theatre has been closed for inventory the recession, otherwise you would have met there.
If you’re confused by An Horse’s non-traditional use of the article you’re not alone. One can only assume that this is how drum and guitar duo Kate Cooper and Damon Cox discuss their equine escorts in thick Australian accents when they’re throwing shrimp on the barbie back in their hometown of Brisbane.
Fist of God, the second LP from punk bassist-turned-electro house DJ Jesse F. Keeler and cohort Al-P, is an attempt at creating a cohesive dance record.
This album’s all about “good for nothing types of brothers” — you know, guys who don’t pay their girls’ bills, say their names or know when to stop paging them.
Making Time
No write up of dance nights in Philadelphia would be complete without a mention of Making Time, the behemoth that arguably birthed this burgeoning scene.
Until I saw A Very Brady Sequel, I thought I was the only person who harbored a secret desire to break into an amateur song-and-dance routine aboard a flight to Hawaii.
Today’s mainstream media is overflowing with bromances. Take, for instance, Superbad’s glorification of male bonding and Brody Jenner’s eponymous reality show Bromance.
This is not the Mirah who innocently devoted an album’s worth of songs to a number of different insects, nor is it the Mirah who gave lyrical love advice through the poppy C’mon Miracle. With (a)spera’s return to Spanish-influenced guitar plucking, addressing listeners directly and thinly veiled moralizing politics, comes the striking of a different note: gloom.
There’s an important but subtle difference between burning love and getting burned. Neko Case explores the effects of toggling that particular four letter word in and out of the equation on her latest album, Middle Cyclone. More aggressive and revealing than her previous solo release, Fox Confessor Brings the Flood (2006), and more straightforward than her New Pornographers material, the flame-haired indie/dixie diva is at her songwriting best.
Five years ago, the music gods smiled on Kelly Clarkson and the American public’s desire for a more palatable Alanis found its apotheosis in an awesome little song about dumping your loser boyfriend.
Street: What in particular drew you to Saviano's book and made you want to turn it into a screenplay?
Maurizio Braucci: Before becoming a screenwriter I was a novelist.