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From the Times‘ Arts Beat blog:

Reaction in New York | 7:51 p.m.
Mr. Jackson first performed at the Apollo Theater in Harlem in 1969 at
the age of 9. The Jackson 5 won Amateur Night. “We will always remember
Michael in our hearts as a true Apollo legend, known for his
professionalism and grace,” said Jonelle Procope, the president of the
Apollo Theater Foundation. “Our sympathy goes out to his entire family.
He will be deeply missed.”

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The Guardian‘s Travel section published a piece last week admonishing readers to throw out their NYC guidebooks and turn to the city’s literary heritage instead. Advice we can stand behind — though we still have favorite guidebooks we’d recommend!

The list included one item per decade from the 1930s forward. If you’re too lazy to click through the link above, I’ll give the spoiler version here:

1930s: Call It Sleep by Henry Roth
1940s: Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
1950s: New York 19 by Tony Schwartz [audio recording]
1960s: Lunch Poems by Frank O’Hara
1970s: The Power Broker by Robert Caro
1980s: Bright Lights Big City by Jay McInerney
1990s: My Misspent Youth by Meghan Daum
2000s: Lush Life by Richard Price

A couple things I find interesting about this list: One, we don’t teach any of these in Writing New York. Granted, the reason we can’t teach half of them is strictly due to length: in a 14-week course attempting to cover more than two centuries of writing, we simply can’t devote the time required to teach Ellison’s masterpiece, as much as we would want to. We used to teach selections from O’Hara but he somehow fell off the syllabus a few years back.  Caro sneaks into our course via the Ric Burns documentary, where he and Marshall Berman are our favorite Robert Moses bashers. And I have to admit: I’d never heard of New York 19! Amazon only has it available for mp3 download, but I’ll keep my eye out for the real thing. The Guardian‘s description makes it sound quite appealing:

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died, is a man perhaps best known for creating Lyndon Johnson’s 1964
hawkish Daisy ad but he was also one of New York City’s most dedicated
sonic scribes. OK, so this is not a book, it’s an album, but I’ve snuck
it on to the list for the remarkable fact that Schwartz was a lifelong
agoraphobic who rarely moved beyond the confines of his block, and yet
managed to capture the cacophony of Manhattan’s streets. New York 19
never ventures beyond the environs of Schwartz’s postal code (10019),
yet it resurrects the long-gone street preachers, children’s skipping
ropes, tire squeals, honking horns, and theatre barkers.

As for the selection from the 1990s? Are we really supposed to pick a whiny Upper West Side striver memoir over Tony Kushner’s Angels in America or Chang-Rae Lee’s Native Speaker?

What would your decade-by-decade list look like?

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New York to Berlin

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I’ll be in Germany for the next week. No, I’m not part of the young artist set abandoning New York for Berlin. I have a conference in Dresden but will spend a couple days in the world’s new arts capital too. I won’t likely be blogging while I’m there, so have fun while I’m away!

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City on Stage

There’s a famous anecdote about the first appearance of Mose the Bowery B’hoy on the New York stage. Played by neighborhood boy Frank Chanfrau, Mose, the fireman-butcher, makes his entrance in Benjamin Baker’s 1848 farce A Glance at New York by vowing to break with his fire company: he ain’t gonna run with his machine no more. As the story goes, Mose’s opening line brought down the house.

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The success of Baker’s play is often attributed — like that of an earlier, more genteel comedy, Royall Tyler’s The Contrast (1787) — to the audience’s desire to see itself portrayed on stage. When haven’t New Yorkers liked to watch themselves on stage or screen? Mose the Bowery B’hoy looked and sounded like his most important audience members, the Bowery working class, just as Tyler’s target audience was expected to identify with his principals, especially the ones who gently parodied the new republican elite. But unlike many middle-class portraits of city life, there’s no railing against fashion in Baker’s play; instead, Mose crystallized a popular street style and probably reinforced it for years to come. (I’d like to know more than I’ve been able to find out about the popularity and endurance of Bowery B’hoy fashion.)

Both plays are too
simplistically understood as a form of New York narcissism, though. For one thing, the half-century that intervenes between the plays allows Baker to write working-class characters who, though they still delight in fleecing naive rubes visiting from the country, win the play’s sanction rather than its opprobrium.

But both plays should be
taken more seriously still, as demonstrating how theater has, in different ways over time, informed controversies about social division and public space. I’ve been thinking through a half dozen or so such “City on Stage” plays for my contribution to our Cambridge Companion, and I taught an advanced undergrad seminar on the topic last spring. One thing I’ve noticed about the century or so following Tyler’s first portrait of New Yorkers on the New York stage is how consistently these plays obsess about the city’s public spaces. From the class-stratification encouraged by eighteenth-century theater architecture (when audiences were divided along class lines into different portions of the audience space) to the mid-nineteenth century, when increasingly pronounced class divisions had led to separate theaters altogether based on class, from anxieties about women’s theater attendance to Barnum’s innovation of separate “Negro” showtimes for black audiences, theaters served as a highly visible crystallization of urban anxieties and conflicts, which sometimes — especially for upper class audiences — masqueraded as a fear of “the city” itself. In what ways did “City on Stage” plays aim to quell such anxieties, and in what ways did they foster them?

If Clyde Fitch’s 1909 Broadway play The City is any indication, the
blame for vice had shifted from the city itself to the individuals who inhabit it — regardless of class. In response to the play’s grisly portrait of political corruption, sexual
decadence, and drug use, the chastened protagonist, who will lose his bid for New York’s governorship due to a series of family scandals, begs his audience not to blame the city: “It’s not her fault! It’s our own! What the City does is to bring out what’s strongest in us. If at heart we’re good, the good in us will win! If the bad is strongest, God help us!” The city is a stage, here, in other words, for proving one’s self, in a way
a country village will never allow you. A “big, and busy, and selfish, and self-centered” city is a virtue: “she comes to her gates” and welcomes the man coming from the country village, “and she stands him in the middle of her market place . . . and she paints his ambition on her fences, and lights up her skyscrapers with it! — what he wants to be and what he thinks he is! — and then she says to him, Make good if you can, or to Hell with you! And what is in him comes out to clothe his nakedness, and to the City he can’t lie!” The emphasis here on advertising, clothing, ambition, and the market suggests that one function of the “City on Stage” trajectory over the course of the century was to naturalize what was still deeply problematic when Tyler wrote The Contrast. If, in Fitch’s play, there’s still very little distance between the stage and street, by the early twentieth century performance and artifice were taken to be the deepest expression of who a person is.

Perhaps the biggest lesson to be learned from the century-long pattern of New Yorkers putting themselves on stage, then, is the relationship between the institution of the theater and what would become modern consumer culture. What does the culture of consumption do to class divisions in the modern city? My hunch is that the answer has to do with the kinds of performance involved in high-fashion promenades — the problematic starting point of Tyler’s play, but something Mose and his G’hal take, as it were, in stride.

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So I’ve spent the better part of the last week holed up in a cabin
somewhere in the Rocky Mountains, without the Internet, about as far from Gotham as you can
get. The Movie was playing in town on the local one-screener, of
course, since we’re still talking about planet Earth, but we skipped it
in favor of fly fishing and hiking from ski lifts to waterfalls.

Until today, that is, when we caught a plane to Seattle (and a smaller
one from there to central WA) and, within a couple hours of dropping
off our bags, hit the theater.

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There’s a lot to say about this latest incarnation of Gotham, including
(as Cyrus pointed out earlier) its simultaneous invocation of Chicago
and NYC, though I think a well-placed reference to the Bridge and
Tunnel crowd tipped the balance in the latter’s favor.

The above poster, in circulation at least since last April, should have
signalled that this installment had Big Things to say about the Age of
Terror. It’s an image, though, that strikes a certain ambivalent note:
the skyscraper’s gash certainly aims to invoke the North Tower on 9/11;
what to make of it, then, that the apparent sign of a terrorist strike
comes in the shape of our hero? Is he standing in the foreground to
confront the folks responsible, or is this his own doing?

The movie delivers in spades when it comes to wartime contextual
references, though the ambivalence foreshadowed in the image above
carries over enough to have provoked conflicting readings. Is Batman Bush,
that is? And if so, how are we to feel about it? Or does the tagline
about “a world without rules” align the current administration with the
Joker instead? (I should have known I could count on EOTAW to come through when it came time for Bat-blogging: a more nuanced version of the latter argument holds that “The Joker isn’t a stand-in for terrorists, then, but what clenched
conservatives assume terrorists to be — without plan, without
complaint, without decency, without humanity.”)

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Students from Writing New York will recall where we stand when it comes
to aligning Batman’s arch-enemies with our own gang of war criminals.
(Our AV for that lecture, which accompanies our reading of Miller’s The Dark Knight Returns,
contains a more subtle rendition of the image to the left.) But they
will also recall the difficulties posed to Miller’s influential
rendering of the Batman myth (which stands behind Nolan’s films even
more than it did behind Burton’s) by Miller’s own ambivalence toward
New York, whose crime-ridden streets he fled for sunny LA in the early
’80s, prior to working on his Batman graphic novel. The context for
Miller’s Dark Knight prominently included Bernie Goetz,
who gets name-checked in the novel. In other words, the best retellings
of the Batman story have to come to grips with the cowboy equation of
vigilante justice with Americanism.

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To the degree the recent movie succeeds (and I think it might be the
best Batman film yet), it does so because it doesn’t let its hero off
the hook, though I’m willing to concede that bad readers (that is, the
nation that somehow elected both Ronald Reagan and George W. Bush for
two terms — well, not so much “elected” as acquiesced to the fiat in
the second case) might miss even the less subtle points of the film’s
anti-war agenda.

UPDATE: A former WNY student emails us with a link to an article looking back at Batman’s gay past … which ties to another section of our lecture quite nicely. Thanks!

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This is the second Scorsese film we’ve shown to our class this semester. The first was Gangs of New York, also starring recent Oscar-winner Daniel Day-Lewis, though in a very different role — or is it?

In a way, as different as these films seem, they share a fascination not only with old New York but with a sort of tribal violence bred by class stratification in American culture — as played out in the nineteenth-century city, itself a product and symptom of modern capitalism.

And as Cyrus pointed out in his last entry, about the connections between this film and William Wyler’s adaptation of James’s Washington Square, Scorsese also sets out, in this film, to examine “the emotional violence that lies at the heart of a tradition that readers tend to associate with genteel behavior: the novel of manners.”

In other words, watch for all the red at the end of the trailer, and pay attention to the relationship between color — especially the color red — and the codes of polite society in the rest of the film.

The simmering sexuality in Age if Innocence is ultimately repressed; all Scorsese’s unfolding flowers, then, may have more to do with (figurative) bloodstains.

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