The music video for Shadow is a trip back to 1979 through the eyes of an introverted photo assistant who’s becomes far from camera shy when a nude model arrives on set. It’s written and directed by Ryan O’Hara Theisen who is a filmmaker based out of Brooklyn, he sent over his thoughts on it.
Matthew Maher is a brave man. Along with three other members of the Civilians investigative theater troupe, based here in Brooklyn, Mr. Maher interviewed his parents about their marriage and subsequent divorce for a new project entitled You Better Sit Down: Tales From My Parents’ Divorce.
The show will run at Galapagos Art Space in Dumbo from November 12-14 and will be filmed and edited for online release. Mr. Maher will portray his own parents’ story, as will fellow actors Caitlin Miller, Jennifer Morris and Robbie Sublett. The show, director Anne Kauffman, aims to be a unique event in the world of theater, and promises to “reveal the stories behind the statistics.” Mr. Maher tells us about it, after the jump.
In fiscal year 2009, 311 records indicate Brooklyn had 4,042 complaints of bed bugs and 1,729 violations. These numbers place Brooklyn first among all boroughs in number of complaints, with over 50% more complaints than the next closest borough, Manhattan. Dr. Louis Sorkin, a bed bug expert and entomologist at the American Museum of Natural History, thinks the City should offer its residents more education on preventing the spread of these tiny terrors. Here’s the scoop on what to do if you find yourself with these unwanted house guests.
On the day before Thanksgiving, at the corner of Prospect Place and Washington Avenue, Harvey Keitel put back the driver’s seat of a vintage ambulance and caught a little shut-eye. Looking like his role as the similarly vice-ridden cop in the 1992 film Bad Lieutenant, Mr. Keitel awaited set-up for his next scene as Lieutenant Gene Hunt on the ABC show Life On Mars.
There he was standing in front of me giggling, arms outstretched, and totally naked. He was bald and wrinkled, like the dancing old man from those Six Flags commercials, but he was just over a foot tall and, from his mostly toothless smile, drooled a bit. His mom scooped him up and got him dressed.
“Have you been to Dumbo yet?” my mother asked me over the phone last week.