Wednesday, August 31, 2005

When One Door Closes

Sadly, SFist reports that lovely independent bookstore Kepler's of Menlo Park is closing. Nicki and I used to go there on our lunch break when we worked for Addison Wesley Publishers in days gone by. In other bookstore news, it looks like a Cody's is opening up next to the Virgin Megastore on Stockton at Market (conveniently located right across the street from my office).

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

The Raven


Amy loaned me Poe & Fanny, a historical novel that fictionally fleshes out Poe's relationship with the poet Frances "Fanny" Osgood. (Poe, of course, had infamously married his first cousin "Sissy" when she was only thirteen.) So far, I'm loving it although I wish it were a tad darker (in the gothic sense). Here's the first stanza from Poe's The Raven, which made him an international sensation when it was first printed in 1845:

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Image: Hardcover edition of Poe and Fanny

The Death of Cleopatra


From today's Writer's Almanac:
It was on this day in 30 BC that Queen Cleopatra of Egypt killed herself with a snake she had smuggled into her chamber where she was held captive by Octavian, formerly the political rival of her lover Mark Antony. Octavian had defeated Cleopatra and Antony at the Battle of Actium and had taken Cleopatra prisoner. When Cleopatra learned that Octavian planned to parade her as part of his triumphant return to Rome, she planned her own suicide. For centuries, it was assumed that the snake she used was an asp, but it is now thought that the snake was an
Egyptian cobra.

Image: The Death of Cleopatra by Reginald Arthur, via wikipedia

Monday, August 29, 2005

V. Dusty Rose


Speaking of exhorbitantly-priced trendy items, I wonder if anyone's taking this ultra luxe $160, Stella McCartney-designed "SMC Rehydration Bag" in Dusty Rose to this year's Burning Man. Perhaps Renee Zellweger, who famously revealed (in W Magazine) her burning desire to attend the event? My (much cheaper) camelback was pretty much destroyed last year. Frankly, given the fact that it's a Stella McCartney, I'm surprised they're not charging $1,600 for it.

48 Hours in L.A.


While in L.A. for work last Wednesday and Thursday I managed to check out quite a few new places (or new to me anyway). On Wednesday night my friend Scott took me to Opus and Meson G for drinks. Both had gorgeous bars, but Meson G's was the best with its sultry red lounge and affable bartender. Then we headed to the Cayenne Café on Beverly for what was absolutely the best baba ganoush and falafel that I’ve had since I was in Jordan in '94. On Thursday I had a "working" afternoon tea at the always fabulous Jin Patisserie on Abbott Kinney in Venice. (They serve Le Palais des Thes.) Just down the street fellow anglophile Amanda Dugan recently opened a new boutique for men and women called Brick Lane to which she imports only UK brands like Pringle of Scotland, Ben Sherman, and Issa plus funky one-of-a-kind items like jewelry and accessories from Portobello Road. Later that evening after having pizza and gelato at Al Gelato, Amy and I headed to my new favorite bar, the Kelly Wearstler designed Maison 140 in Beverly Hills, which has what I'd call a nouveau gothic feel. They were having a private party but allowed us to crash it so we got to sample their signature drink, the French Kiss, gratis. We concluded the night back at Amy's where we watched the historical thriller about Napoleon's last days, Monsieur N.

Image: Maison 140

Thursday, August 25, 2005

If I Were a Book




You're Watership Down!

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Liev Notes


Liev Schreiber talks to The Onion's A.V. Club about his directorial debut (the film adaptation of Everything is Illuminated) and performing Shakespeare.
AVC: But your approach to Shakespeare is based in the humanity of the character rather than the more educated aspects. You don't seem to approach the plays from a classical perspective.

LS: I think education gets a bad rap. I think when you're looking at the educated aspects of Shakespeare, you'd be surprised how much goes into understanding and analyzing those plays. You have to know what you're saying, and to know what you're saying, you have to have a foundation in an arcane language, and that takes reading. And familiarizing yourself with other poetry of that period, and iambic pentameter, and verse structure. It's about music too, someone who studied music has an inlet into those plays. Plus knowing little bits of history. I mean, even understanding that people were smaller back then, and their lives were shorter, and how that affected the way they behave—their attitudes and emotions were in many ways profoundly affected by the way in which they were forced to live their lives. To understand the range of emotional behavior, you have to understand the society and the culture at least a little bit before you can present it to a contemporary audience in a clear way. Even if you're not doing a period production, you have to understand what was intended when it was written, and you have to find a way to translate that so it's conveyed when it's performed now.
Also, if you haven't seen Spring Forward, you should.

Monday, August 22, 2005

Style File


Hypocrite that I am, I just finished writing an article for FashionClub entitled, “Get Organized in 5 Easy Steps!” It’s all about getting rid of clutter and keeping an agenda...in other words, things I’m notoriously bad at (the only thing I am maniacal about is making lists, but then I promptly lose them). Anyway, now that I've found the ultimate incentive for tidying things up, I'm feeling rather optimistic.

Image: Clipboard, See Jane Work

Pillow Talk


I've nearly recovered from a case of the "morbid sore throat" and will ramp up to the usual number of posts as quickly as possible. Forthcoming: a brief work-related trip to L.A. where Amy and I will catch up on movie night by watching the political thriller Monsieur N. and a submission to Return of the Reluctant's Naughty Reading Photo Contest. Stay tuned...

Image: Marlene Dietrich, Getty Images

Oh, Behave! The "Oh, Just Elope" Edition



Sample letters copied directly from "The Lady's Guide to Perfect Gentility (1856)."

A lady to her friend, informing her of her intendend marriage, and engaging her as bridesmaid.
MY DEAR JANETTE;
You have witnessed the attentions which have so long been paid me by Mr. Weston, and are of course aware that he has addressed them to me as suitor. I can assure you it has not been without a very close scrutiny into his moral character, his temper, tastes, ideas, and habits, that I have come to the conclusion of being his partner in the wedded life. His disposition is always cheerful. I know him to be a man of the nicest honor, and rejoice to say, as I have hitherto found, that we seldom fail to coincide in our opinions; which shows, at least, that we are actuated by the same tastes. I have, therefore, ever reasonable prospect of enjoying happiness in the married state, for which I am convinced from your friendship to me, you will cheerfully offer me your congratulations.
The day of our union has at length been decided, and the mention of this brings me at once to the chief purport of my letter, which is that of inviting you to become my bridesmaid. Allow me to promise myself this favor. The last day of this month has been fixed upon as the auspicious day, upon which, if you have no other engagement, may I rely upon seeing you? An early reply, and if possible a favorable one, is the earnest wish of
Your affectionate friend,
Nellie Hart.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Blood Red

When Hernán Cortés invaded Mexico, he found a society besotted with strong sensations, from blood sports to drug-level chocolate, which the Aztecs sometimes stirred with the powdered bones of their enemies. The emperor, Montezuma, claimed the right to wear the most brilliant red and imposed on his subjects a special tax to be paid in cochineal insects, from which the vibrant dye came.
From "To Dye For," a review of A Perfect Red: Empire, Espionage, and the Quest for the Color of Desire (Washington Post via Arts & Letters Daily).

Broken Flowers

While Jim Jarmusch's Broken Flowers appears to be a smashing critical success, Linda and I were both disappointed. I found Dead Man and Ghost Dog: Way of the Samurai mesmerizing when I saw them for the first time on DVD last year, so I was really anxious to catch the latest by this director. The pace is typically slow, something that I'd appreciated in the other two movies. But close-ups of MapQuest printouts, shots of flights taking off, and Murray sleeping in hotel rooms or sitting on the couch mournfully didn't give me the same satisfaction as Johnny Depp's ponderous spiritual trek through the wilderness or Forest Whitaker's beautifully simple, humane interactions with people and pigeons. Maybe I was just too impatient that night, but I missed the depth of imagery and emotion.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Oh, Behave! Part VI



Sample letters copied directly from "The Lady's Guide to Perfect Gentility (1856)."

A lady to her friend in town, inviting her to spend a month in the country.

MY DEAR FRIEND;
I need scarcely tell you what you must have observed, that I always feel a pleasure in your society, and am selfish enough, on the present occasion, to covet it for a month, or for a longer period should it suit your convenience. If, therefore, you are not so wedded to the attractions of a New York life, as to be unwilling to leave them for a time, and will do us the favor of making our humble and rural retreat your temporary abode, your presence will enliven our family circle, and be a real enjoyment to
Your sincere friend,
MARION WILLIS.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Romancing the Tome

Satisfy your lust for literary adaptations at Romancing the Tome. This week, find out who's starring in Robert Altman's adaptation of Garrison Keillor's radio show "A Prairie Home Companion," (Hint: in addition to several highbrow heavyweights, the cast will include a paparazzi princess, but not a hotel heiress), see what Joseph Fiennes is up to, and get the goods on Coppola's Marie Antionette and a new Merchant of Venice set at Vegas's Venetian Hotel.

In the Style of Louis XIV


Jonathan Yardley reviews Joan DeJean's How the French Invented High Fashion, Fine Food, Chic Cafés, Style, Sophistication, and Glamour in The Washington Post. Somewhat related: Currently on my nightstand is Stendhal’s The Charterhouse of Parma in which our dashing and Napoleon-loving hero Fabrizio del Dongo must choose between the purple stockings of the seminary or the languid, dissolute café lifestyle of gambling and horses popularized by the court of Louis XIV.

Six Feet, Deep?

"He certainly wasn't in love with you, even if he said he was. Nate could be very convincing that way. All he ever wanted was someone who could make him feel like he was a better man than he actually was. It could have been anyone." Brenda, Six Feet Under

Virginia Heffernan looks to Nirvana, Hamlet, and other sources for explanation of last night's episode, while Edward Champion splashes water on her sandcastle.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Oh, Behave! Part V



I will now commence copying a letter each week from the "Lady's Guide to Perfect Gentility (1856)" by Emily Thornwell. This is my favorite part of the little book and I hope you find it equally humorous and enjoyable.

MODELS AND PLANS FOR VARIOUS LETTERS AND NOTES PERTAINING TO DOMESTIC MATTERS, FRIENDSHIP, LOVE, MARRIAGE, ENTERTAINMENTS, ETC.

Invitation to a pic-nic party.

My Dear Miss Welby;
I am endeavoring to form a small party to visit Lenox on Tuesday next. We propose to make a the trip by water, and have engaged a boat of good capacity with an excellent awning. Some of the gentlemen who are already engaged to join our party, have promised to row, and our boat will be amply furnished with a cold collation.

On reaching Lenox, we purpose to repair to the wood or park, and then on "Nature's verdant carpet," to spread out our chickens, and hams, and pastries, and fancy we are leading a sylvan life. Should you have no prior engagement, will you do us the favor of forming one of the party? Your company will indeed be most welcome. Mrs. M. and your friend Jennie, with a few others, will be of the party. Should the weather permit, we shall start as early as nine o'clock, by which hour we expect our party will be assembled at Mrs. Sibley's, that place having been decided upon as being most convenient.

Your affectionate friend,
Frank Wallis.

You can buy a Me and You and Everyone We Know ))<>(( Forever t-shirt.

Profiling


New York police officers study paintings, like this one by Vermeer, at The Frick.
Pen v. Sword: NYPD (Placement)

Tea Time


Becks & Posh has instructions for brewing the perfect cup.

Let's Turn Over a New Leaf


I've missed regular trips to the cinema of late. So, following the lead of the lovely Lauren Cerand, I too am hereby determined to try and see one independent film a week. Last night Linda and I headed over to Berkeley's Landmark Act 1&2 to see Me and You and Everyone We Know. Thinking of the film on the Bart ride home, I was reminded of Robin Rinaldi's article "Group Hug" about cuddle parties, in this month's issue of 7x7. Rinaldi writes:
I sense the relief of contact, as if our skin knows truths our minds regularly forget: that we mean each other no harm, that deep down we are the same.
In Me and You, characters are granted moments where they're allowed to do and say things as if they'd never had to grow that protective "thick skin" that's usually there in our day-to-day interactions.

Related: Director/Writer/Actress Miranda July writes about her film here.

Monday, August 01, 2005

That (not so) Obscure Object of Desire: Triptych


The Miu Miu bag that Selma Blair cradles in the latest ads

Anthropologie's Viennese Pumps

Comme des Garçons Victorian-inspired dress and jacket

Blood Bathory


Julie Delpy (on the cover of this month's 7x7) is writing, directing, and starring in a biopic which she hopes will humanize notorious Countess Bathory, who among other things allegedly bathed in the blood of virgins.