So, yes, it’s true: I’m a tabloid figure and a sellout.
And it’s all pretty cool, actually.
Miracle on 42nd Street, the documentary feature I co-wrote with Steve Ryfle, got New York Post coverage, and sold out its Saturday premiere at Doc NYC in Manhattan.
A trio of Halloween pieces:
What a busy summer it was for Miracle on 42nd Street.
The documentary was completed. The official Website was relaunched. The teaser poster was rolled out.
Miracle, which I co-wrote, is about Manhattan Plaza, the affordable-housing community for artists in New York City. The complex was born of the Big Apple’s mid-1970s financial crisis, and opened during the Bronx Is Burning summer of 1977. So, yes, there’s a lot of cool footage in Miracle — and a lot of cool stories from the likes of Larry David (an early Manhattan Plaza resident) and Samuel L. Jackson (a Manhattan Plaza security guard during the ’77 blackout).
It was the 1970s, specifically, the post-Star Wars 1970s, an era when everyone and everything, including the opening-credit sequence from Superman: The Movie, was blast into the great beyond. The movie (which was better as a poster) was Moonraker, and Roger Moore was 007. Moore’s era overlapped with Sean Connery’s, and extended into the 1980s, but he was surely the Bond of the 1970s, the Bond of my childhood.
Moore died today at age 89. Here’s the the obituary I wrote for Yahoo!
Carrie Fisher thought funny. Carrie Fisher wrote funny. Carrie Fisher was funny
And, yes, I guess she was pretty good as Princess Leia, too.
Here’s an appreciation I wrote for Yahoo! #RIP
Joal Ryan 