Euphoria #52: It’s very catchy
Glllurbh! That bug that was making the world look so weird a couple of weeks ago is BACK, having played possum and made me imagine myself healthy and recovered. Now every time I cough, it feels like a truck is driving through my forehead from the inside — and I’m coughing fairly often. Fortunately I have a few blog pieces set aside for such occasions, plus an endless supply of presumptiousness:
Here is a clip requested (some while back) by regular Shadowplayer David Ehrenstein. I figure if I stick it here without further comment, he can write the blog for me in the Comments section!
All I will say for now is — R.I.P. Roy Scheider.
March 6, 2008 at 7:37 pm
Tony Holland was one of the most amazing people I’ve ever known. Thin, Jewish, wildly literary and the opposite of macho he would appear to be a type and nothing more. Yet within that he found all sorts of ways to work on stage and screen. As a member of the original Chicago Second City he was schooled in intellectual humor of the most rarefied sort. Joan Rivers has always credited him with spurring her to go on stage and actually perform all the brilliant material she had been writing for other people. For awhile at Second City they worked as a team.
Among his most memorable performances: Bye Bye Braverman (Sidney Lumet’s marvelous film of Wallace Markfield’s To An Early Grave), Paul Mazursky’s Tempest and All That Jazz (see slip above.)
Here’s a very personal piece I write about Tony, which as you’ll see is also about the great Barbara Harris and the doomed Lenny Baker.
March 6, 2008 at 10:07 pm
Thanks! I knew you wouldn’t let me down. Great piece.
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