Never mind the plot, but don’t forget the ketchup
You ponied up the ticket price, grabbed a candy bar, found yourself a seat and watched the movie. But the Sundance Kabuki, which became an AMC theater months ago, has been rebranded as the AMC Dine-In Kabuki 8, reports Gary Meyer. As co-founder of Landmark Theaters, Meyer remembers AMC’s effort about 25 years ago to brand itself “Gourmet Cinema.” Didn’t work, but maybe it’s time to play it again, Sam.
The Dine-In concept refers to hot food, bar and snack counter selections, all deliverable directly to seats, which, by the way, may recline. The website doesn’t mention whether sippy cups or a swaddling service are available, but indicates this dining experience includes choices of “more than 100 soft drinks.” (Objections to sugary sodas? Then go see the Mime Troupe instead.)
P.S. At Boulevard last week, beloved correspondent D.L. emailed that Rudy
Giuliani was having lunch at the next table. When asked about the former New York mayor’s dining companions, he described them as “a bunch of suits.” The correspondent sent assurances — upon questioning — that
Wavy Gravy was not among them. Giuliani, no doubt, was here for the next day’s 4/20 festivities.
“I am toasting Trudeau’s bill to legalize marijuana up north,” writes Matt Regan, “with a bottle of Canada Dry Mouth.”
Chronicle alumnus Lynn Ludlow, who calls himself a “student of obits,” notes that although it was written in the past tense, a lengthy life tribute published last week, along with the large photo, spared its subject “the indignity of death,” which wasn’t mentioned at all. In newspaper terms, said his wife, Chronicle alumna Margo Freistadt, this is “burying the lede” (which translates as failing to begin with the most important fact).
A reader called Wasp (who may or may not be one) suggested Googling “Trump” and “nightmare”: I got 32,600,000 results.
Gary Tobin says his website (http://fedup withdonaldtrump.com), created before the election, has had 15,000 responses. Among the comments: “Norvasc Active Ingredient: Amiodipine is used for treating high blood pressure and angina (chest pain).”
And where would popular culture have been in the last 30 years without Donald Trump? More media mentions:
Mary Bush was watching a rerun from 1989, the eighth season of “Cheers,” in which Rebecca (Kirstie Alley) was looking for a boyfriend and couldn’t decide between Robin Colcord (Roger Rees) and Trump. She went for Colcord, who wound up going to prison.
Published in England in 2008, Kristoffer Darlington and Diane Law’s “An Encyclopedia of —holes” was recommended by reader Karen Hemer. Its four-page citation begins, “There has never been a bigger or better businessman than Donald Trump — according to Trump, at any rate” and ends with a description of Trump’s proposed post-“Apprentice” reality show in which he adjudicates financial disputes. “It seems likely to be a truly Trump-worthy success. Undoubtedly, it will be hailed as such by its host, regardless of how well it actually does in the world in which the rest of us live.”
Stepping out of the urban streetscape of Ellis Street, you find yourself in a lightfilled ethereal garden. The screen-like weavings of artist Margo Wolowiec, suspended on frames, incorporate somewhat legible text and recognizable floral designs; the effect is dreamlike. “Margo Wolowiec: Evergreen, Searchlight, Rosebud” will be at the Jessica Silverman Gallery until May 27.
The gallery’s printed description of the work is full: Wolowiec uses “jpegs and tiffs through specific hashtags and geo-tags” as inspiration for weavings created on a wooden loom, thus making an intentionally ironic and “profoundly conceptual” statement about technology and Luddites.
Images of fuzzy roses allude to the White House Rose Garden (beloved by most presidents but not Donald Trump, says the explanation). The words, explains the handout, are largely illegible so that the viewer doesn’t know whether they are true. As to the copper wire mesh screens upon which many of the textiles are displayed, the description likens them to Faraday cages that “protect spaces from the electromagnetic interference of cellular frequencies and radio waves.” The words “Evergreen,” “Searchlight” and “Rosebud” in the title of the show are Secret Service code names for presidents and their family members.
Eyes delighted, head spinning. I’ve gotta be more profoundly conceptual.
Man 1: “These days I can’t tell whether twentysomething guys are straight or gay.” Man 2: “I feel the same way about all the men in Canada.” Conversation between middle-aged men, overheard in Reno by Stephen Hochheiser