. . . about a girl and an Evinrude. Click on the image to enlarge.
Frame from John Ford’s Rio Grande, shot on the Colorado River near Moab, Utah. Myself in more or less the same location a couple of years ago, photographed by Paul Zahl.. Click on the images to enlarge.
. . . at the dark end of the street. Hugh McCarten stars in the newest Noir Bars: New York offering from Majestic Micro Movies — a series of extremely short tales of lost souls in desolate bars on the … Continue reading
Preliminary reports are not encouraging . . . [Image courtesy of ASIFA—Hollywood Animation Archive]
Paul Zahl (of The Zahl File) offers another meditation on an extraordinary bit of American culture from days gone by, the T. V. series One Step Beyond. If you don't remember it, or never saw it, Paul suggests that you … Continue reading
[Photo © 2009 Tristan Forward] Tristan, over at the new emotional blackmailer's handbook, continues to post his lovely photographs of lovely things — and what could be lovelier than the pint glass above, sitting on a table in a … Continue reading
Last month I started off on a road trip with my sister Lee and her two kids, Nora and Harry, down the length of the Baja California peninsula. It was a journey of great adventures but surprisingly easy and trouble-free, … Continue reading
New York in the early 70s. Hugh McCarten, one of Lloyd’s best friends since they met at boarding school in 8th grade, was the piano player and de facto band leader of The League of Weenies. Lloyd created this flyer to … Continue reading
March 22nd, 1950 — February 19th, 2015 Lloyd Fonvielle, a writer whose prolific career encompassed erudite essays on photography, screenplays for Hollywood and freewheeling short stories about the American West, died on Feb. 19, 2015 at his apartment in Las … Continue reading
This book is a Valentine to the American West — a little raunchy at times, a little violent at times, but so was the American West. There’s a kind of romance at the heart of every story, though, and you … Continue reading
This is a brilliant version of the song, beautifully sung by Sinatra, but it’s not entirely convincing emotionally. It’s from the 1956 Capitol album Where Are You? on which Sinatra worked for the first time with arranger Gordon Jenkins. (He’d … Continue reading
There is no such thing. People don’t come here from other places and become American. They come here and make America a little bit like the places they came from. I believe I am part Irish because I love George … Continue reading
Bob Dylan’s vocal instrument is not what it used to be but it’s still an expressive tool of great subtlety and power — still capable of the raspy lyricism of a Louis Armstrong or the growling fierceness of a Charley … Continue reading