
Michael Schulman
Staff Writer at The New Yorker
Staff writer at The New Yorker. Author of "Her Again: Becoming Meryl Streep" and "Oscar Wars: A History of Hollywood in Gold, Sweat, and Tears." https://t.co/MFpk6GolvM
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1 week ago |
newyorker.com | Michael Schulman
Patti LuPone stood in a midtown recording studio one spring afternoon, talking to Carrie Bradshaw. LuPone, who descends from what she calls Sicilian peasant stock, had filmed an arc on the upcoming season of “And Just Like That . . . ,” as the Italian mama of Giuseppe (Sebastiano Pigazzi), the young boyfriend of Carrie’s gay pal Anthony (Mario Cantone). She was now recording some dialogue tweaks in postproduction. On a monitor, her character, Gianna, was greeting Carrie at a party.
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1 week ago |
flipboard.com | Michael Schulman
2 days agoThis year’s Emmy BuzzMeter balloting is underway, and our panel of six television experts is here to help you sift through who’s in, who’s out and who’s on the bubble. Below, check out the Round 1 results in four crowded races for supporting actor and actress. More predictions: Drama actor | drama …
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2 weeks ago |
newyorker.com | Michael Schulman
One of the pivotal turns in Paul Reubens’s life happened years before Pee-wee Herman, years before the “Playhouse,” years before the arrests. It was the mid-seventies, and Reubens was in his early twenties, a bohemian art freak just out of CalArts, with long, greasy hair and a patchy beard.
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3 weeks ago |
newyorker.com | Michael Schulman
Richard Kind is the Platonic ideal of a character actor. When he shows up in something—as Larry David’s cousin in “Curb Your Enthusiasm,” as Rudy Giuliani in “Bombshell”—you’re in for an “Oh, it’s that guy! I love that guy!” moment. With his Borscht Belt rhythms and his talent for tetchiness, Kind seems, at sixty-eight, like a throwback to Paul Lynde or Dom DeLuise: combustible comic personalities who added a dollop of whipped cream to the great pancake of show business.
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1 month ago |
newyorker.com | Michael Schulman
Lord knows what the gaggle of tenth graders chewing French fries and puffing Marlboro Lights made of the small septuagenarian woman who approached them at Jackson Hole, a burger joint on Ninety-first and Madison, claiming to be a magazine writer. Surely they knew nothing about Lillian Ross, the legend, who had written famous portraits of Ernest Hemingway and John Huston. (Who were they, anyway?
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