By Myles Ludwig I’ll watch the game even though the Superdome could very well be the graveyard of the Super Bowl. The last touchdown, the last time, America’s Big Game, as CNN calls it, crushes every demographic ― gender, class, age, household income ― beneath its cleats. But I’m well aware that the Super Bowl Backlash has begun. Maybe that’s because America’s Big Game is … [Read more...]
Sundays: I think, therefore I augment
By Myles Ludwig What does one do when reality isn’t enough? To paraphrase Socrates, is the unaugmented life worth living? These are troubling times in the kingdom, sayeth both Shakespeare and the Progressive Insurance lady, a fast-moving time of delusions and illusions for even the smarmiest among us, not to mention trivia fans and popular culture pundits. The snowy pixels … [Read more...]
Sundays: My naughty madeleine, on the auction block
By Myles Ludwig Yesterday’s auction of ephemera from Studio 54 at Palm Beach Modern Auctions on Bunker Road was a Proustian picture of my past refracted through a disco mirror ball. I walked into the auction house and was immediately confronted with a rogue’s gallery of black-and-white happy-snaps of ghosts fixed to the wall. There was a laughing ex-girlfriend who had … [Read more...]
Billy Crystal’s ‘700 Sundays’ is a gem
I never saw Billy Crystal’s one-man show 700 Sundays when it was on Broadway. Yes, I knew it had won a Tony Award for Best Special Theatrical Event of the 2004-05 season, but what could it be other than an extended stand-up comedy routine? Plenty, as it turns out. The show, which clocks in at a running time of almost three hours (including intermission), is actually a quite … [Read more...]