For various reasons that, for now, must remain secret, I have had cause to leave my apartment at night and stumble around town until I lose whatever thought I had just previously found and find myself, instead, terribly lost and in need of a sit-down at some time likely after midnight. This wouldn’t be a […]

I’ve seen Woody Allen‘s Manhattan about a dozen times since I first watched it two years ago. At about the fifth viewing I began to have a dread about watching this damn film again, every time the opening montage began, but this feeling usually subsided by the time Ike Davis said that bit about courage: […]