Louis Begley has written 11 novels, the latest, Killer, Come Hither, features Jack Dana, a Marine infantry officer who was wounded while serving in Iraq and Afghanistan. He has become a writer, with his debut novel skyrocketing to bestselling status.
This season marks the 20th Anniversary of choreographer Val Caniparoli's immensely popular ballet, Lambarena. The work was created in 1995 for San Francisco Ballet and - at the heart of its inspirational force - Principal Dancer Evelyn Cisneros.
The Golden Globe Awards are only a few days away, and the Oscars are just around the corner as well. If you want to immerse yourself into the mystery, glamor, and history of Golden Age Hollywood between 1933 and 1950, here is a treat for you.
I had three very timely awakenings at this year's Outsider Art Fair, sponsored by the Museum of American Folk Art, in Chelsea, for five days ending on May 11. They were stunning, shaking me all over, and ultimately beautiful.
Reading about Swinton's collaboration with MoMA, I couldn't help but reminisce about a certain afternoon back in 1996 that I spent in the company of Quentin Crisp where sleep would also prove to be transformative -- for me.
If you're like me, sometimes you roam your living quarters picking up and putting down books that have accumulated in piles, all of which you intend to read -- someday. This happened when I discovered Loving Garbo by Hugo Vickers.
Same-sex love affairs certainly spike the scandal meter with the added layer of gay drama. Whether carried out by politicians, Hollywood stars or religious leaders, secret gay love affairs have shaken the dust right off history books for centuries.
Imagine you are a man living amid the Paleolithic millennia. If you were seeking great rewards from beyond the mortal realm, would you mutilate yourself, or submit to an order of mutilation, to become as much a woman as would be possible to you?
Hollywood is finally making an effort to give women and their stories the blockbuster treatment. In doing so, the film industry is hearkening back to what was once a strength of classic Hollywood: the blockbuster women's film.
I saw no mention of Robert Redford's birthday amongst all the pop dreck that seems to capture people's attention these days. I am going to attempt a tribute of sorts, as I can think of few people in the entertainment field more deserving.
The Seduction of Ingmar Bergman is as unique and wonderful as musical theatre gets: a "what-if" fantasia plopping the celebrated Swedish director smack-dab in the sunny horrors of Hollywood, circa 1956.