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Monday, June 12, 2023

California Crime Writers Conference 2023

I don't know about the rest of you, but I had a wonderful weekend! Saturday and Sunday marked the in-person return of the California Crime Writers Conference, a bi-annual co-production of the Los Angeles chapter of Sisters in Crime and the Southern California chapter of Mystery Writers of America

Cool logo, eh? Turns out it was done by the same guy who did the cover art for Entertainment to Die For.
 

In addition to the great panels, I met a bunch of really nice people (for some reason this genre seems to attract fun and funny peeps), and how about this - even though I've never even finished a novel, I had two books in the bookstore:
 


It was really nice to finally be able to attend a conference in person again. This one has the benefit of being in Culver City, the next town over from where I live, so I didn't have to fly in or get a hotel room. Ten to fifteen minutes from my apartment to pulling up in front of the hotel. Easy-peasy.
 
Historic Mysteries panel.

 
I'm already looking forward to 2025!

Tuesday, April 18, 2023

Screening: "The Big Lebowski"


The Big Lebowski (1998)
Directed/Written by Joel Coen & Ethan Coen
Starring Jeff Bridges, John Goodman, Julianne Moore, Steve Buscemi, David Huddleston, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Sam Elliott, John Turturro, Tara Reid

Fathom Events presented The Big Lebowski on the big screen in honor of the film's 25th anniversary and as part of its Classics series. I saw it on Sunday; it's also screening Wednesday evening.
 
It's hard to describe The Big Lebowski as it's a very unique story. From the brilliant and offbeat minds of the Coen brothers, it follows the "adventures" of The Dude, real name Jeff Lebowski (Bridges), who wants nothing more than to smoke pot, drink White Russians, and go bowling with his buddies Walter (Goodman) and Donny (Buscemi). But the Dude's mellow existence is upended when he's mistaken for another Jeffrey Lebowski (Huddleston), a wealthy older man whose trophy wife Bunny (Reid) owes money all over town. When one of the people she owes sends goons to The Dude's apartment and one of them urinates on his living room rug, The Dude - egged on by the bombastic Walter - pays a visit to The Big Lebowski, requesting he be compensated for the rug because, "It really tied the room together." He's blown off by the millionaire, who considers him a bum. But when Bunny is kidnapped and a ransom demanded, The Big Lebowski cuts a deal with The Dude - if he deals with the kidnappers to deliver the ransom and recover Bunny, there's a big payoff in it for him.

But things are not as they seem. After a series of mishaps involving The Big Lebowski's adult daughter/artist/aspiring single mother Maude (Moore), the theft and eventual recovery of The Dude's POS car, nihilists, and a Malibu porn producer (among other things), The Dude discovers what really happened with Bunny and how he's been manipulated by everyone involved.

The Big Lebowski facts and trivia:
  • A lot of the clothes worn by The Dude came from Jeff Bridges' own wardrobe.
  • The list of actors that the Coens considered for The Dude before Bridges was finally cast is staggering, and kind of weird. Marlon Brando, Gene Hackman, Anthony Hopkins, Robert Duvall, Mel Gibson, George C. Scott, Andy Griffith, and Ernest Borgnine were all considered.
  • Charlize Theron was considered for the role of Bunny Lebowski. 
  • The roles of Walter and Donny were written with Goodman and Buscemi in mind.
  • The story was inspired by the works of Raymond Chandler, but set in modern day Los Angeles.
  • The dream bowling sequence was inspired by the films of Busby Berkeley.
  • The Dude says his favorite word, "man", 147 times in the film.
  • The word "dude" is heard 160 times in the film.
  • The "F" word and its many variations are heard almost 300 times in the film. 
  • When the film was released in 1998, it met with mixed reviews and an anemic box office performance. Since then it has attained cult status. Over the years, in addition to its growing popularity it also spawned Lebowski Fest and Dudeism.
  • T-Bone Burnett, who served as music consultant on the film, suggested The Dude's loathing of The Eagles, which Burnett shared. Later, Jeff Bridges was confronted at a party by an unhappy Glenn Frey.
  • The Dude's apartment is located at 606 Venezia Avenue in Venice, CA. The Big Lebowski's mansion is located at 10231 Charing Cross Road (just off Sunset Boulevard) in Los Angeles (exteriors) and Greystone Mansion at 905 Loma Vista Road (just off Doheny Road) in Beverly Hills (interiors). 
  • The Ralphs grocery store where we first see The Dude is located on Huntington Drive in South Pasadena, although its street address is 1745 Garfield Avenue (the cross street). I shopped there a few times while living in Arcadia. Nice store.
  • The bowling scenes were filmed at Hollywood Star Lanes in East Hollywood. The bowling alley has since been torn down and replaced by an elementary school.
  • The intersection where The Dude was kicked out of the taxi is Jefferson and Dusquene in Culver City.

Thursday, October 20, 2022

Recent reading: "The Fixers"


The Fixers: Eddie Mannix, Howard Strickling and the MGM Publicity Machine
by E.J. Fleming
 
Starting with a history of the motion picture industry, The Fixers tells the story of how MGM executives Eddie Mannix and Howard Strickling ended up in positions of massive and corrupt power during the golden age of Hollywood, and how they wielded it to protect the studio's valuable talent.  
 
Though both are largely forgotten today, the kind of power they had to control public exposure of their stars bad behavior during their heyday is almost incomprehensible. Their power and corruption extended well beyond MGM's Culver City lot to local law enforcement, the DA's office, and the courts. Fatal drunk driving accidents and beatings were covered up and went unreported by the media and unpunished by the law. Murders were made to look like suicides. Romances and marriages were arranged to cover the homosexuality of bankable stars. Abortions were arranged on a regular basis. Bizarre, often destructive behavior was tolerated and managed, and all of it was to protect the juggernaut that was MGM.
 
The final chapter covers one of the few things responsible for Eddie Mannix still being remembered today, mainly thanks to the 2006 film Hollywoodland. Somewhere around 1950-51, Mannix's wife Toni met George Reeves, a handsome and personable actor whose career had never really succeeded beyond B-flicks after a promising start in Gone With the Wind. Despite their age difference - Reeves was in his mid-thirties when they met, while Toni was still extremely attractive despite being in her mid-forties - they embarked on the proverbial passionate affair that eventually became a deep love. It was around this time that Reeves finally became a huge star thanks to scoring the title role in the TV series The Adventures of Superman.

This led to an unconventional understanding for everyone involved. The affair was conducted out in the open. Both Toni and Eddie had numerous affairs, but loved each other and accepted each other's philandering. Eddie was also twenty years her senior and by the time Toni met George, was having health problems and his career at MGM was winding down. He also had a mistress during this time and this setup seemed to work just fine for everyone involved. According to The Fixers, Eddie actually liked Reeves and the two couples would often socialize. But given Eddie's age and health, Toni was also planning for the future. Her intention was to stick with her husband 'til death did them part, then she and Reeves could marry, and for a while it looked like that's how things would play out.

However, by 1958, Toni was in her fifties and showing her age. A Superman cast member described her as "matronly" at this point. During a publicity trip to New York Reeves met Leonore Lemmon, a high-spirited, temperamental Manhattan socialite, and Reeves had a new passionate affair. According to the book, Reeves was taken by her wealth, wildness, disrespect for authority, and probably most by her nymphomania. Toni was in trouble; Leonore was a shapely 38 while she was a matronly 53.
 
Reeves returned to L.A. with plans to marry Lemmon. He broke the bad news to Toni and to say she didn't take it well would be a major understatement. She threatened, she stalked, she hounded, and generally behaved like a madwoman, and neither Reeves nor Mannix was happy about it. She would never recover.
 
Reeves died June 16, 1959 from a single gunshot wound to the head. While his death was ruled a suicide, over the years stories have circulated that Eddie Mannix had him killed. The impetus behind these stories is that either Toni, incensed at being dumped, asked Mannix to have it done, or that Mannix, unhappy that Reeves had devastated Toni, took it upon himself to order the execution. Mannix had mob ties and could have made it happened. However, Fleming looks at a number of facts that have fallen by the wayside over the years and comes to the conclusion that Reeves was shot by Lemmon, but that Mannix and Strickling used their legendary influence to push the suicide angle not to save her skin, but so that Reeves's relationship with Toni and Eddie's acceptance of it - an unusual situation even by Hollywood standards - would not be exposed.

One thing about this book that can be annoying is Fleming's non-stop claims that pretty much every performer in Hollywood had same-sex relationships - even those who were definitely straight - to the point of overkill. It seems like an obsession that warrants its own book. But I did like The Fixers a lot for the Hollywood history and the in depth examination of George Reeves's death (Hollywoodland is one of my favorite films and that makes the Reeves angle alone worth reading up on). 

Friday, April 16, 2021

Flashback Friday: Culinary School












"Cooking is a craft, I like to think, and a good cook is a craftsman - not an artist. There's nothing wrong with that: the great cathedrals of Europe were built by craftsmen - though not designed by them. Practicing your craft in expert fashion is noble, honorable and satisfying." --Anthony Bourdain


Monday, January 20, 2020

The return (FINALLY!!!) of the Helms Bakery?

I remember a few years back there was talk of bringing back the Helms Bakery in Culver City, but nothing ever came of it. Until now: according to their website it's back on.


It's described as a cafe that will serve breakfast and lunch as well as a bakery. There's no date given for the opening, but while we're waiting we can check out some Helms bakery treats being sold out of their beautiful vintage Helms truck on the grounds of the Helms Bakery District (Thursday - Sunday, 12 noon to 4pm only).

I can barely remember the Helms trucks as a child. I think I came in at the tail end of their service, but I do have vague memories of the sliding drawers and how good their baked goods smelled and tasted. Hopefully the new cafe will live up to its history. I would love to see the return of the Helms brand to Southern California.

Image snicked from the Helms Bakery District website.

Monday, June 10, 2019

Another California Crime Writers Conference is in the books

California Crime Writers Conference is a bi-annual co-production of Sisters in Crime/Los Angeles and the Southern California chapter of Mystery Writers of America. While shorter and smaller than conferences like Bouchercon and Left Coast Crime, it gets a lot of the same writers as the bigger conferences. Plus it was good to spend the weekend on the westside. Cool weather, ocean breezes, even the 405 wasn't so bad.

I got to reconnect with a couple of people as well as my editor from LAst Resort. I also learned who will be writing the forward for Crossing Borders and I was thrilled by the choice. It hasn't been announced yet, so I'm not going to jump the gun here.

My two favorite panels were the TV writers and The Dark Side: Thrillers, Suspense, Noir. From the TV panel I learned that not all TV writing staffs have a room, which surprised me. I thought all shows had a writer's room. I also gained a better understanding of the current rift between the Writer's Guild and talent agencies. From another panel I learned that if you're looking for an agent, Thrillerfest's pitchfest is the place to go. Apparently it's a pitchfest on steroids.

I came home with six new books, although in my defense one was in my book bag and two were from the freebie room.


One of the neat things about CCWC is that lunch is provided both days. Both lunches were pretty good, but it was the desserts that really impressed. The cakes were very rich and they gave us huge slabs. I was only able to finish about half on both days and considering my appetite, that should give you an idea of how substantial the dessert servings were. This was from Sunday:

Objects on plate are larger than they appear.

All in all, a great weekend. Looking forward to 2021.

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

"Quack" at the Kirk Douglas Theatre

It's been a while since I went to a live theatre performance, and gotta admit, I missed it. Luckily, Sunday I headed to Culver City to see Eliza Clark's "Quack" at the Kirk Douglas Theatre, and I highly recommend it.

"Quack" is the story of a popular, long-time medical talk show host whose world falls apart after a fledgling writer publishes a massive hit piece on him.

Dan Bucatinsky seamlessly inhabits the egotistical Dr. Irving Baer, whose reluctance to commit to the importance of vaccines for children one way or the other has been misinterpreted as his being anti-vaccine. This has led some of his devoted viewers to refuse to vaccinate their children, a couple of whom have recently died in a measles outbreak. River Thumbolt (yes, it's her real name) has used that unfortunate event as the basis for a magazine "expose" of Dr. Baer, putting his lucrative empire at risk, and setting off an increasingly vindictive battle between doctor/TV star and ambitious journalist.

Also involved is Dr. Baer's seemingly spineless assistant/sometimes co-star Nurse Kelly (Jackie Chung), his human bulldozer wife Meredith (Jessica Gilsig) and Brock (Nicholas D'Agosto), an ardent online anti-feminist who becomes an unlikely secret ally. The cast is terrific, especially Gilsig, who elevates Meredith beyond more than just a stereotypical high-maintenance trophy wife. I thought that Shoniqua Shandai, who played River, was distractingly wooden in her first scene where Baer confronts her about the article (she seemed to be reciting her lines), but it may have been her way of playing River as smugly confident of having the upper hand over her subject. She warmed up later in the play as River got a taste of her own medicine when her own dirty little secret and emotional baggage were revealed.

The play takes aim at modern-day yellow journalism, social media, the wellness industry, the weight loss industry, feminism, anti-feminism, daytime television, and fame (both the acquisition and the loss thereof), and it does so with a pleasantly surprising even hand. Brock could easily have been a right-wing nut job caricature, but he's probably - at least outwardly - the sanest of the bunch. When Baer learns that River's article has earned her an interview on CNN, Kelly tries to calm him by noting that, "Nobody watches CNN." A lot of potshots that could have been taken were not, which was a refreshing change compared to a lot of entertainment these days, and it was much appreciated by this audience member, as that kind of stuff takes me out of the story when it gets too heavy-handed.

I also absolutely loved the set, which is Dr. Baer's office in various forms as his career deteriorates and his mania to salvage it while also digging up dirt on River progresses. As a career assistant, it reminded me of every office of a high-ranking executive that I've ever been in. I was so taken with it that I asked for (and received) permission to take a picture of it.

Degrees, sports memorabilia, artwork, golf clubs, African masks, citations, whiteboard,
post-its...they didn't miss a thing. And how about my seat - dead center!

"Quack" runs through November 18, so you still have time to check it out.

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

RIP Surfas (for now)

Surfas - or as one Yelper described it, Disneyland for foodies - has closed their California stores. The Orange County store is closed for good, but they are planning on reopening the Culver City store somewhere, at some point, and I'm hoping they're able stay in the area. But now, the wrecking ball has come for Surfas, whose location right across the street from the Culver City Expo Line Station proved too tempting for developers.

From their website:

The 80th Anniversary year of 2017 has been a year of unexpected events for Surfas. Coming into 2017 we had no plans for changes to our stores in California but we knew changes would be coming in 2018. Surfas sold the 8777 Washington Boulevard, Culver City store location a couple of years ago and anticipated vacating the property in 2018.


*****

Shortly after the decision to close Surfas Costa Mesa our store location in Culver City was sold to Clarion Partners. The corner will become the location of HBO Headquarters with demolition of the building this Summer.


*****

We are NOT giving this up! So...ninety days ago we began searching for a new Surfas LA location. We have negotiated multiple agreements but none have been finalized. Please know that we are as frustrated as you have told us you are to find ourselves in this position. But we are still aggressively searching because we know that we will find a location that is the right fit for us and for our customers.

*****

Today, the Culver City Surfas store and cafe are closed and the wrecking crew is ready to roll...


So sad. I found some really cool stuff there and the location was really convenient. Really hope they come back soon and nearby.

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

California Crime Writers Conference - a brief recap


Earlier this month the bi-annual California Crime Writers Conference, co-sponsored by Sisters in Crime/Los Angeles and the Southern California Chapter of Mystery Writers of America, was held in Culver City. It's a much smaller, cozier version of bigger conferences like Bouchercon and Left Coast Crime, but don't let that fool you - CCWC gets the same exceptional writers for their panels, many of whom I've seen at the bigger conferences. It's a great two days.

Topics included:

  • The differences of writing for print and for television, with a big shout-out to the Hallmark Mysteries & Movie Channel, which has been buying up book series including Charlaine Harris's Aurora Teagarden series (starring Candace Cameron-Bure), Suzi Weinert's Garage Sale Mysteries (starring Lori Loughlin), as well as panelist Phoef Sutton's upcoming Darrow & Darrow, and panelist Kate Carlisle's Fixer Upper Mysteries, which star singer Jewel. Hallmark has very specific content requirements - they changed the name of Carlisle's This Old Homicide to Framed for Murder, because "homicide" isn't a word they'll use in a title.
  • Panelist Hollie Overton: When dealing with Hollywood, expect to be disappointed, then you'll be pleasantly surprised. Panelist Wendall Thomas, a fellow LAst Resort contributor, indicated that her story, "Eggs Over Dead" pretty much sums up her feelings about dealing with Hollywood producers.
  • Guest of Honor William Kent Kruger gave a terrific talk on building suspense. Among his suggestions: Visceral danger to either the protagonist or someone important to the protagonist, a difficult confrontation repeatedly delayed (ex: Silence of the Lambs), isolation (usual support not available), super-protagonist vs. super-antagonist (Holmes vs. Moriarty, two great minds pitted against each other), and of course the good old ticking time bomb. Kruger also gave a terrific speech during the Sunday luncheon.
  • Marketing: Panelist Nancy Cole Silverman: When you finish the book you think most of the work is done. No one tells you it's just beginning. Panelist Elaine Ash recommended revealing personal issues related to your writing because people will relate and connect with them (which she did with us). 
  • Other marketing recommendations included speaking engagements, podcasts, multiple online platforms (Silverman has three Facebook accounts: personal, writer, and one for her book series, and also does a quarterly newsletter that always includes a contest), GoodReads and BookBub. Moderator Carlene O'Neil writes a winery series and has reached out to wineries and wine magazines. They also seemed high on leave behinds/giveaways including magnets and bookmarks - the more imaginative the better. You want something people will keep.
  • Matt Coyle, my editor on LAst Resort, moderated a panel on overplotting, which was described as "too many plates spinning". Panelist Craig Faustus Buck opined that you know you're doing it when you start to fall asleep while reading your material - everything in the book should be tied to the narrative and keep it moving. Panelist Terri Nolan uses a blank calendar to plot her stories.
  • During a panel on short stories and novellas, panelist Kate Thornton stressed the importance of reading the contract if you make a sale, sharing a contract horror story. She had sold a story to an online publication for $100. A few years later she was approached by a film company for the rights, only to find that she had completely signed them over to the website. The panel recommended going with well-known markets like Alfred Hitchcock Magazine and Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine. 
  • Thornton said she likes to take frustrating experiences and turn them into short stories to exact revenge, or as she phrased it, "Setting things right."
  • I also won a gift basket from author Catherine Pelonero that includes a signed copy of her upcoming book Absolute Madness. I saw her at the last CCWC and got a signed copy of her previous book on the Kitty Genovese murder and its aftermath.

Like I said, CCWC is a terrific conference and I highly recommend it. Next CCWC will take place in June 2019.

Friday, April 24, 2015

Stenographers for liars - "Ferguson" the play, personal agendas and the death of skeptical journalism

So a bunch of unknown actors - which I understand doesn't mean they aren't talented, just not household names - quit a play about the Ferguson, Missouri shooting of Michael Brown by Officer Darren Wilson because they (cue Jack Nicholson voice) couldn't handle the truth. From the linked L.A. Times article:
"Why not shoot him in the leg?" asked one actress, Donzaleigh Abernathy, cast to play a witness, her voice booming through the small, windowless space.
Because common sense, when you shoot at someone, you aim where you have the best chance to hit. In other words, the largest part of the target. In this case, at his body. If he's running at you, chances are you're going to miss if you aim for a rapidly moving leg. There's a reason the expression "couldn't hit the broad side of a barn" exists. Not to mention the part where things are happening really fast and you only have a split second to make a life-or-death situation. Too bad the L.A. Times did't see fit to mention any of this in their article.

One of the actors actually made these comments about the playwright:
"He claims that he wrote this to try to get to the truth of it, but everybody's truth is totally subjective,"
"It just didn't feel right to me." 
"Obviously he has a personal agenda. What is his personal agenda?"
Oh, I don't know, facts maybe? The truth? Because the play Ferguson is what is referred to as "verbatim theater". Every word in the script comes from the grand jury transcripts. You want to talk about personal agendas? Maybe this actor should be asking what was the personal agenda of every witness whose sworn testimony was part of the transcripts. Facts maybe? The truth? How about we question the actor's personal agenda?

If you'd like to read a more balanced and informative article about the play and playwright, The Argonaut (a free community publication, take that L.A. Times) has a great one this week: You Decide the Ferguson Verdict. Some highlights:
"Every word on that stage is uttered by a witness. It's all as said in the grand jury room," said "Ferguson" playwright Phelim McAleer, a Marina del Rey resident. "It's verbatim theater."
Unlike the Times article, the Argonaut piece gives you some background on McAleer and his real-life experiences with serious journalism and the harsh realities of life and conflict:
Throughout the 1990's, McAleer worked in Belfast as a reporter for the Irish News and the UK Sunday Times. 
Ireland during The Troubles gives McAleer a particular frame of reference for when Americans discuss the para-militarization of the police.
"We actually had an actual shoot-to-kill policy by the police," McAleer said.  
His interest in staging a play in which audiences can "see eyewitness testimony spoken by real people and see what the grand jury saw" was driven by dissatisfaction with media coverage of the shooting and its fallout. 
McAleer deems coverage of the Brown shooting "the death of decent, skeptical journalism". 
"They became stenographers for liars rather than skeptics." 
"They were very industrious in promoting lies."
The L.A. Times article doesn't do anything to offset McAleer's comments about the media. No wonder the mainstream media is a joke and has seen better days.

Do check out the whole Argonaut article at the link above. Props to its author, Michael Aushenker, for writing an article that doesn't have a personal agenda. You know, journalism.

Monday, June 23, 2014

Aaaaaand...it's over

Friday I graduated from culinary school along with twelve of the neatest people I've ever met, thanks to the stellar staff at New School of Cooking in Culver City.

The past six months were a lot harder and more exhausting than I had expected. The school moves fast and things are covered quickly. The amount of knowledge acquired in this period of time is boggling to think about. A lot more practice is going to be needed to get me really up to speed, but I have a fantastic foundation to work with and a lot of ideas for new dishes to play around with.

I was surprised how fried I was after a day in the kitchen. As a result, a lot of things fell by the wayside. I have a post-school to-do list that's two pages long and tons of writing notes to wrangle into coherency.

In six months it's going to start all over again because I'm going back for the full-time Advance Baking and Pastry program. A whole month just on cakes. It's going to be awesome.

Seriously, it's like an addiction.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Chocolate OD

I feel kind of sick, actually.

That is absolutely not a reflection on today's Cooking With Chocolate class at the New School of Cooking in Culver City.  But it is a reflection on how incredibly rich some of the recipes were!  I really want some real food (for some reason I'm craving roasted chicken) but I'm too full to eat anything after sampling today's goodies: Chocolate Decadence Cake, Double-Chocolate Cupcakes with Dark Chocolate Ganache, Double-Chocolate Cupcakes with Milk Chocolate Buttercream Frosting, White Chocolate Cake with Chocolate Buttercream Frosting, Chocolate Pots de Creme, Chocolate Shortbread Cookies, Chocolate Bread Pudding, Chocolate Mud Pie and Bittersweet Chocolate Truffle Tart.

I cannot recommend New School enough.  The classes are fun, the food is fantastic and I've learned a load from them.  Today I learned how to properly scald milk and cream (for the Truffle Tart) and that if a little bit of skin forms on the milk/cream, it's not a problem.

After the class I stopped by Surfas, which is about a block away from the school.  I had never been in there before and it was cooking heaven.  They will certainly be getting a lot of my money in the future.

Here are some pics from today's class:

I was on Team Bittersweet Chocolate Tart

One of my classmates serving up Chocolate Bread Pudding (my favorite of the day, and I never eat bread pudding!)

Chocolate Decadence Cake is decadent.

No mas.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Unfortunate Twitter typo of the day


Celebrate the holidays with the Culver Hotel and their over roasted turkey!