To be or not to be? That is the question. For in our time of sorrow we find solace in the knowing and the presence of a greater good. Yet we toil and tarry with the storms of life, rocking our rickety boats and casting us asunder. Ye though we walk through the valley of the darkness we find respite in the light. Fix up, look sharp and carry on.
Amy R. would have been proud.
Can we all just get along?
She is a lovely young lady. Surprised by her humble living quarters.
Anyone have any photos of the Tuxedo Theater at Ocean Parkway and Brighton Beach Ave. which existed probably from mid 1920's to 1964, when it became a lowly parking lot for a Trump Village building just north of its oldl position?
I admire anyone courageous enough to leave this cauldron of imposition and suffering. Suicide is stigmatized and death made to be traumatic because we are plantation slaves chained by Fear, Shame, Love and Lies of obligation. I can heroically kill innocents in a slave war but if I free myself without hurting others, I will burn in Hellfire for all eternity? Jesus didn't commit suicide for that sin. Malicious Toddlers have enslaved the world with imbecilic lies.
To be...or not to be the Hero of Me. Were I not just another shamed BOY bred and broken by plantation whores, I would join these noble heroes in a heartbeat.
But alas...the cotton don't pick itself. "Think positive." "Smile". "Keep up appearances." "Who's a good BOY?" I am. That's me. /wrists
Obviously not much happening in Brooklesslyn. CGI type paintings, wow, that's never been done; and the point of the color? Abstractions too, are SO socially relevant. I guess you must have to see them in person, like this presentation so inspires me to do.
Pete Hamill was such a highlight. He is a Brooklyn treasure.
Thanks for the <3 BKMag!
I think the remnants of the wall in the postcard are just past 80th St., across from the flagpole.
I will, the best feeling in the world is feeling blessed
I'm not sure I understand the deeper, cultural observations behind this piece. The heavy lifting of what constitutes research seems to have been done by Cinema Treasures. The only clear editorial payoff we get for the author's nostalgia is his conclusion that MacDonald's is "shitty" and Marshall's is "shitty fucking."
In a piece that sets out to highlight the loss of beautiful old architecture, is it too much to expect a little more content than that?
Although interesting, you have barely scratched the surface. And, oh, the Flatbush Pavillion was only called that for a very short part of its existence. For most of its life it was the Plaza, and although it was tinier than just about every other nearby theater it functioned as a theater long after its peers had closed thanks in part due to the commercial viability of neighborhood porn theaters in the late 60's and 70's.
Interesting gallery. I'll add in the Flatbush Pavilion, now American Apparel: http://cinematreasures.org/theaters/2106
When I told my girlfriend I once saw a movie there, she said, "You're that old?!"
Cool house and great choice of literature and lighting!! Thanks Brooks. David
real cool looking guy...like how he put himself together...love that shirt, the shoes...
and the guy's not bad looking either!
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