I am a huge dumbass. I barely took a picture this past week in New York!?! This midtown shot on the 2nd day way one of six pics I took- I really do stand in shame, especially with NYC treating us to unseasonably warm and sunny weather for mid January. Usually I am 'the crazy woman with the camera' trying to capture every picturesque moment in this city that screams its authenticity and begs to be frozen in time. But no, not this time, I must have been too busy and in the moment...which I guess is a good thing! (I'll post work related pics in another post)
Even in the craziness of running around the city in high heels, I rediscovered my love of the West Village (did it ever really go away) and did want to post some pics (not mine) of the fabulous bistro that Steph (my work partner if you don't know her already) and I ate at the first night of our trip. It's called
Cafe Cluny and was the perfect spot for two aspiring Parisians to enjoy the magic of the West Village while soaking up some quaint french ambiance and an hour of calm before three hectic days of meetings and events!

We sat at the table in the corner. The duck salad is a must!! We even stumbled upon a
cafe later that night for dessert and were treated to a thought provoking but odd performance by a singer and her bass and piano player. Ahh New York!
After two days of dashing around the city, Steph and I even squeezed in a night at the theatre after a long day of meetings on Thursday. We saw Tony Award winning play
'God of Carnage'.

Though I wasn't sold on the specific cast and performance of it, I enjoyed the overall theme and am interested to see what Roman Polanski does with the screen play adaptation. I think heavy dramadies like this and 'August: Osage County' will benefit from the intimacy of the camera. To do the story and characters of these 'peak experience' type plays justice, the actors must go to physical and emotional extremes...I don't know how that is physically possible eight times a week- you'd be a psychological mess after a two month run- some are able to do it but what I often see are the actors 'acting' a lot...you know what I mean, pushing and pretending, not experiencing in the moment. Most of the audience eats it up, especially if voices are raised and things are thrown, but not me. If it doesn't move me, if I don't feel that authentic moment happening on stage, it loses me. But I'm a tough critic. Film is about capturing that private, authentic moment and then elevating it even more with editing, cinematography and the score. I'm hoping that some of the moments that fell flat to me during this play will be resuscitated by the upcomng film.
Off on a theatre tangent I just went! Anyway, we ended the night taking very touristy pics in Time Square on our walk back to our hotel at 49th and Lex...where we witnessed a bevy of drunken business men. Really drunk. One asked me if he looked like the end of the world. I told him I'd already seen it and no, he looked nothing like it. And on that note, I'll save the After Judgment team's adventures on The Temp Life and on the red carpet for my next post. Thanks NYC! My feet may be sore but can't wait to see you again! T

Good post, Taryn, and I appreciate your theater tangent. I think the "authentic moment" you mention has something to do with the actors eyes. On stage it's in how the actor's eyes are used in relating with the other actors, and that "authentic moment" is caused by the connection between them. Even the physicality conveys better to an audience if the actors' connection is working. On film or video, it's in how an actors eyes are used to relate to the viewer. To me, at least, that's one of the big reasons why some plays just don't transfer well to film and vice versa. Actors too, for that matter. Geez, now you've got me rattling on. Sorry. Good post though.
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