A look at how I've been diverting myself lately.
READ: Libra by Don DeLillo [a fictionalized account of the life of Lee Harvey Oswald and the JFK assassination. DeLillo's eerie and engrossing book evokes a uniquely American brand of paranoia. I felt sad and scared, which I guess, given the subject matter, is apropos].
COMING UP: Barbara Kingsolver, Ian McEwan, Paul Auster.
SAW: Beasts of the Southern Wild [there aren't superlatives superlative enough. See it immediately].
THIS WEEK'S MOVIE NIGHT PICKS:
THEME: Interracial Romance.
KITO'S SELECTION: Jungle Fever (dir. Lee, 1991).
MINE: Guess Who's Coming to Dinner (Kramer, 1967).
SAW: Three Sisters (Steppenwolf Theatre Company) [Kito: "They could've at least gone to Moscow for a weekend"].
WATCHING: Louie (FX), Episodes (Showtime) [but only because Emily Nussbaum told me to].
AIDS, coming out, pop music, books, Obama, Patti LuPone, camp, the US prison system, my appearance, reality television, Mitt Romney, movies, cubicle culture, Edgewater, fashion, the Supreme Court, kids these days, Kito, Uptown, The Golden Girls.
BOYSTOWN BARS WHERE I'VE SPENT THE MOST TIME:
1. Sidetrack ['cause of show tunes night, duh].
2. The Closet.
TWO YEARS AGO: "It feels like the ghosts of my early adulthood could appear from around a corner at any moment and the intervening decade would float away like dance-floor fog and we'd be impossibly young again and just starting out and everything would be like it was and it would be wonderful and we wouldn't even know how good we had it because you never do."
FOUR YEARS AGO: "Who does a fella have to blow to play VJ for one piddling little night at Sidetrack?"
FIVE YEARS AGO: "Longer hair makes you look old."
SIX YEARS AGO: "That's how they'll find me: naked, bloated, wide-eyed."
Here's something that should help you appreciate Patti LuPone and Mandy Patinkin. Hell, it should help you appreciate Madonna and Antonio Banderas.