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2 months ago | 
nybooks.com | Lucy Sante
I first became aware of Larry Fink, who died in 2023, sometime in the 1980s when I bought an oversize postcard of one of his pictures. It showed one of his neighbors in Martins Creek, Pennsylvania, a lady with a mischievous expression, her tongue lodged in a corner of her mouth, squinting over a revolver she is aiming straight at the camera. I didn’t intend to mail the postcard—in fact, I still have it. I was drawn by its comic danger, its ambiguity, its seeming to come out of nowhere.
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Jan 14, 2025 | 
criterion.com | Lucy Sante
Essays— Jan 14, 2025 The Mother and the Whore is Jean Eustache’s signature film, one of only two features he completed in his short life (1938–81). Although famous in part for its epic length, it is really a very simple film, a triangle picture like Casablanca or Jules and Jim, but with only a handful of characters altogether, and shot in the nouvelle vague terrain of real-world sets decorated by time and habit.
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Dec 5, 2024 | 
electricliterature.com | Jill Ciment |Oliver Radclyffe |Lucy Sante |Orhan Pamuk
Electric Literature Urgently Needs Your HelpFor the 15,000 people who visit our site every day, reading Electric Literature costs nothing. And yet Electric Lit is not free. We need to raise $25,000 by December 31, 2024 to keep Electric Literature going into next year. If the continued existence of Electric Literature means something to you, please make a contribution today.
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Oct 8, 2024 | 
criterion.com | Lucy Sante |Chris Fujiwara
The Seventh Victim (1943), produced by Val Lewton and directed by Mark Robson, is a delicate, muted, atmospheric horror film that is somehow more than the sum of its parts.
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Oct 8, 2024 | 
criterion.com | Chris Fujiwara |Lucy Sante
Jacques Tourneur’s claim that he never turned down any script that was offered to him is well known. Less often cited is his justification for this policy. “Do you really know your sensibility so well,” he said in an interview, “that you can affirm that it will cause you to succeed with this scene rather than another?
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Sep 14, 2024 | 
theguardian.com | Savannah Ayoade-Greaves |Zoe Williams |Lucy Sante |Matthew Blake |Laura Shavin |Lydia Parker | +1 more
Weekend is taking a little break. So this week, we’re picking some of our favourite pieces from the last few months just in case you missed them…Zoe Williams turns the tables on veteran interviewer Louis Theroux; how an app sparked a late-life gender transition for author Lucy Sante; and if you kill someone in your sleep, are you a murderer?
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Jul 3, 2024 | 
thebaffler.com | Lucy Sante
James Chance, né Siegfried, sometimes known as James White, has died, aged seventy-one, after a long illness. He was best known as the leader of the Contortions, one of the bands that defined the no wave, which could be said to have been punk rock’s punk rock. It was somewhere around 1978 that the face of punk rock in lower Manhattan began to change.
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Jun 19, 2024 | 
calendar.hudsonvalleyone.com | Lucy Sante
« All Events LGBTQ+ writers enliven ShoutOut’s next Writers Read. Join us for Queer Stories – poems, fiction, and drama by Queer identified Writers and Performers for Everyone who appreciates smart, entertaining writing. MC Amy Crossfield, and writers Jill Dearman, Suzanne Highland, Wallace Norman, and Dan Poblocki.
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May 22, 2024 | 
citylights.com | Lucy Sante
From 1907 to 1967, a network of reservoirs and aqueducts was built across more than one million acres in upstate New York, including Greene, Delaware, Sullivan, and Ulster Counties. This feat of engineering served to meet New York City’s ever-increasing need for water, sustaining its inhabitants and cementing it as a center of industry.
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Apr 30, 2024 | 
nytimes.com | Lucy Sante
I first became aware of Paul Auster, who died on April 30, from reading old issues of The Columbia Review when I was a student at the university. He translated French Surrealist poetry and wrote prose fiction, set in a sort of silent-movie cityscape that anticipated his novels and films. He was already established by the time I read him. He was a romantic, bohemian figure, living hand-to-mouth in a French villa with his first wife, Lydia Davis, and trying to coax a living from literary translation.
