Qui plume a, guerre a.
Frank O’Hara and Laurence Ferlinghetti’s Lunch Poems correspondence
From The Paris Review:
the two poets hash out the details of the book’s publication: which poems to consider, their order, the dedication, and even the title. “Do you still like the title Lunch Poems?” O’Hara asks Ferlinghetti. “I wonder if it doesn’t sound too much like an echo of Reality Sandwiches or Meat Science Essays.” “What the hell,” Ferlinghetti replies, “so we’ll have to change the name of City Lights to Lunch Counter Press.”
These are so much fun to read. I love how he’s suggesting additions to the manuscript, and casually describes one of my favorite poems: as “a little poem about Lana Turner collapsing at a party which I don’t have with me. I will ask a friend of mine to find and send [it to you]…”
Also the contract:
“I like the contract a lot and am very cheered by the movie clause — if Terry Southern gets interested tell him he doesn’t have to stick to the plot at all, just send green”
11 June 2014 · Comments
Edgar Wright - How to Do Visual Comedy By Tony Zhou
I’d be remiss not to link this wonderful tribute to Edgar Wright.
While it’s more than a little reductive to throw all “”American”” comedies under the bus to make the point, I do more than agree that Edgar Wright gets visual comedy on a level that few of his peers—nationality notwithstanding—aren’t rivaling, let alone comprehending.
Far as my own taste runs, yeah, the man’s a bit of a genius.
So grateful for what he’s given us.
31 May 2014 · Comments