tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14169925.post3816366702277558278..comments2024-02-27T10:53:43.331-05:00Comments on Big Media Vandalism: A Dream Deferred, But Not For LongSteven Boonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10533736956366847765noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14169925.post-29935077544939038212013-02-27T22:42:10.251-05:002013-02-27T22:42:10.251-05:00Boone, I actually started writing a piece on The P...Boone, I actually started writing a piece on <i>The Piano Lesson</i> to run this year, but got sidetracked. I think I should finish it and run it.odienatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10926978706604468636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14169925.post-42328325583710357522013-02-27T22:10:46.239-05:002013-02-27T22:10:46.239-05:00Great piece. It also makes me wonder what would ha...Great piece. It also makes me wonder what would have been if Lloyd Richards had directed the '61 film, making the kind of transition from Broadway to Ho'wood that stage directors like Elia Kazan enjoyed in that era. Richards' direction of August Wilson's <i>The Piano Lesson</i>, another house-bound black classic, knocked me out on Broadway in 1990.<br /><br />Lo and behold, IMDb just told me he adapted a TV movie of <i>The Piano Lesson</i> in '95. And I found the <a title="whole flick online" href="http://youtu.be/baAWP5_0RZ0" rel="nofollow">whole flick online</a>!<br /><br />I'ma a watch it before submitting a reader request for a <i>Piano Lesson</i> piece, for next year's Mumf. It might make for a great sequel to this essay.Steven Boonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10533736956366847765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14169925.post-31038184679943334572013-02-27T11:31:37.882-05:002013-02-27T11:31:37.882-05:00JanaBanana, I never made the connection that the p...JanaBanana, I never made the connection that the play, <i>Clybourne Park</i>, was a response to <i>A Raisin in the Sun</i>. It won the Pulitzer and the Tony too! I guess I'll have to read it.<br /><br />Your story about the stares reminds me of the time I went to the casino with my friend's wife. There was no romantic anything between us, but I got some serious stares from angry Black women. Of course, since I'm a troublemaker, I'd look back at them like "NYAAH! I got a White woman!" One particularly vocal sistah said "Hmmph!" I really wanted to make her mad, so I responded "Well, where were you when I was looking?" I thought her Weave(TM) was going to melt! odienatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10926978706604468636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14169925.post-10073984556308995502013-02-27T07:56:53.968-05:002013-02-27T07:56:53.968-05:00I've seen the play a few times as well as the ...I've seen the play a few times as well as the musical version. There is also a play about the other side of the story, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clybourne_Park" rel="nofollow">"Clybourne Park." </a><br /><br />One of the funnier and sadder experiences was sitting with my black male friend at the play and having people stare at us. I think the possibly Filipino guy was a bit insulted to see a black man with an Asian woman. Then there was that white woman giving us a good stare. We were in the front row, too. Ah, yes...that wasn't too long ago either. <br /><br />The history behind the play is interesting, too. The house in question is still there in the Chicago area.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06433476758781916779noreply@blogger.com