Archive for December 17th, 2016

I’ll Have A Starling

But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
As high in the air as this unthankful king;
As this ingrate and cankered Bolingbroke.
Those prisoners I shall keep—I will; that’s flat.
He said he would not ransom Mortimer;
Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer,
But I will find him where he lies asleep,
And in his ear I’ll holla—Mortimer,
Nay, I’ll have a starling shall be taught to speak
Nothing but—Mortimer, and give it to him,
To keep his anger still in motion.

—William Shakespeare


What It Means, To “Make America Great Again”

Christmas Cheer

Sam [Peckinpah] would simply hole up on the weekends with a whiskey bottle. So we went to him and said, “Come, on, Sam! We’re only a few hours drive from Venice. Let’s go look at the gondolas.” Sam came along. But when he got to his hotel in Venice, he went fatcity11straight upstairs and stayed there.

The next day, in the lobby of the hotel, I ran into Federico Fellini. I told him Sam was upstairs. Fellini insisted on being taken to meet him. He said Peckinpah was one of his favorite directors.

So, we went upstairs. I knocked on Sam’s door. Sam growled, “Who is it?” I said it was me. He said to come in. We walked in. He was lying stark naked on top of his bed with a bottle in his hand. “Sam,” I said, “I’d like you to meet Federico Fellini.”

Sam opened his eyes, sat straight up in bed, said, “Thank you so very much for giving us all those wonderful films,” and fell back on the bed again.

And that was the historic meeting of two great directors.

James Coburn

When I Worked

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