When I lived in New York City, I rode the subway from Brooklyn to Manhattan every workday. The ride from where I lived to 23rd street in Manhattan took about forty-five minutes to an hour each way. It was perfect reading time. There was nothing else to do but stare at other passengers and that could only get you in trouble. I cannot count the number of books I read during that daily trek. One of them was John Godey’s bestselling urban thriller, The Taking of Pelham One, Two, Three. Both the book and the 1974 film exploit the always present fears New Yorkers internally experience when they find themselves caught in enclosed spaces and escape is out of your hands. Continue reading
A Look Back at the Summer of JAWS
This past summer was the 35th anniversary since the release of “Jaws,” or as some look at it as the birth of summer blockbuster, saturation booking and the death call for Hollywood’s last great era. “Jaws” has been credited or blamed for it all. If you hate the way the news media focus’ on how much a film made this past weekend giving you the top three as if that were THE requirement for a successful film then you can blame ”Jaws.” Today the media seems to be preoccupied with box office results, the almighty dollars, as an indication of a film’s greatness, more so than the movie itself. But back in the summer of ’75 that was all in the future, or so it seemed.