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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

'Ahhhh ... THE FRENCH!!' A DRUNK ORSON (HILARIOUS)

You just gotta love drunk celebs ... Better yet, drunk celebs behind the cork AS THEY WORK. So, that said, check out this priceless clip of Orson Welles half-in-the-bag while shooting one of those vintage Paul Masson Wine commercials of the '70s.

And remember, they'll sell no wine before their time ...

Monday, June 25, 2007

HUGH HEFNER BIOPIC TO COME


Variety reports that "Rush Hour" director Brett Ratner will direct "Playboy," a biopic to center on Playboy magazine founder Hugh Hefner.

Several years ago, producer Brian Grazer optioned Hefner's life and ever since, has been trying to develop the project in one way, shape of form. At one point, Oliver Stone had been previously attached.

However, Ratner along with scribe John Hoffman, figured out an agle that pleases both Grazer and the 81-year-old publishing magnate.

Currently, Ratner is prepping an African-American 'Ocean's Eleven' style caper movie, and Hoffman just began writing the Hefner pic.

It's assumed the director next will shoot whichever one is ready.

It's a shame Ratner took the gig. Can you imagine if George Clooney decided to go behind the camera a third time? It's perfect material for him. The dude knows period films and is becoming a decent filmmaker in his own right.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

CARVER POEM SATURDAY 6/23


The genius that is American writer, Raymond Carver...

While post upon post can be written about Carver's life and work, let's just say that for all intents and purposes, his simplistic, yet utterly effective prose will send shivers down many a spine. He wasn't only one of the world's finest writers of short fiction, but also one of its most large-hearted and affecting poets.

Like Carver's stories, the more than 300 poems are marked by a keen attention to the physical world. His unflinching talent compressed vast feelings into three or four words and was truly a voice of conversational intimacy. The best aspect of all of his writing, however, was that he knew when to stop at the most precise moment.

Enjoy this Saturday's poem ... It seems to be about a seemingly quiet morning outside on Raymond Carver's deck -- description of what seems like a typical, crisp morning in Carver Country. Peruse the poem and take from it what you will. Minimalism at its best. Enjoy, as always...

THE COBWEB

A few minutes ago, I stepped onto the deck
of the house. From there I could see and hear the water,
and everything that's happened to me all these years.
It was hot and still. The tide was out.
No birds sang. As I leaned against the railing
a cobweb touched my forehead.
It caught in my hair. No one can blame me that I turned
and went inside. There was no wind. The sea
was dead calm. I hung the cobweb from the lampshade.
Where I watch it shudder now and then when my breath
touches it. A fine thread. Intricate.
Before long, before anyone realizes,
I'll be gone from here.
-- Raymond Carver
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Poetry Collections
Near Klamath (1968)
Winter Insomnia (1970)
At Night The Salmon Move (1976)
Where Water Comes Together
with Other Water (1985)
Ultramarine (1986)
A New Path To The Waterfall (1989)

Poetry Compilations
In a Marine Light: Selected Poems (1988)
All of Us: The Collected Poems (1996)

Thursday, June 21, 2007

DE NIRO & SCORSESE RE-TEAM FOR NEW MOB PIC


The Web is ablaze today with news that Robert De Niro and Martin Scorsese will once again re-team for movie magic. The project? An adaptation of Don Winslow's page-turner "The Winter of Frankie Machine."

The Oscar -winning thesp will play a Mafia hit man (how novel) who's given up the trade in order to run a bait shop in San Diego. (Hmmm ...Sounds similar to De Niro's character in "Midnight Run" who wanted to leave the bounty hunting game to open a nice little coffee shop.)

But we digress ... In "The Winter of Frankie Machine," De Niro discovers that he's been targeted for a hit and forced to return to the business.

Under his film deal with Paramount, Scorsese will helm a script from "Ocean's Thirteen" scribes Brian Koppelman and David Levien.

Here's the official plot via Booklist:

Frank Machianno thought he had quit the Mob for good. The 62-year-old Vietnam vet has settled into a quiet life in his native San Diego: operating a bait shack on Ocean Beach Pier, running three other local businesses (all on the up-and-up), and catching a set of waves every chance he gets. But Frank's sharpshooting skills are legendary (he wasn't called "The Machine" for nothing), and when the head of the Los Angeles syndicate calls in a favor, he finds himself back in the game. Turns out Frank was set up, but it's too late to change course; he's already neck-deep in the world of the thick-necked. Winslow, a longtime private investigator, is no stranger to society's underbelly; his past thrillers-- including The Death and Life of Bobby Z (1997) and The Power of the Dog (2005)--vividly evoke the worlds of drugs, dirty politics, and organized crime. Although Winslow visits well-traveled Mafia terrain, his writing has a crisp, cinematic quality that refreshes the subject matter and will appeal to fans of Elmore Leonard (without alienating the Mario Puzo camp). No surprise that film rights have been sold to Robert De Niro; the actor, who earned an Oscar for his performance in The Godfather: Part II, is set to produce and star.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

UP & COMER COURTS POSSIBLE SAMMY ROLE


It's reported that "Hairspray" star Elijah Kelley is a front-runner in playing a young Sammy Davis, Jr. in an upcoming big screen biopic.

As he sings and dances in the upcoming musical (also starring John Travolta), he'll stars as black teen trying to overcome racism. But it won't be hard imagining him as a young Sammy.

“I want to play a certain gentleman that preceded myself in entertainment and music,” the actor - who until now is probably best known for last year’s Antonio Banderas flick “Take the Lead” - told MTV Movies.

Kelly hinted that he is competing with several other actors, reportedly including Andre 3000 of Outkast.

“There’s talks about it,” he said and alluded to a film race reminiscent of the recent Truman Capote biopic onslaught. “There are a couple projects going on right now.”

Click here for the full scoop on the projects.

In actuality, Hollywood is currently kicking around at least three different scripts, all revolving around Sammy. Denzel Washington and Brian Grazer are behind “In Black and White,” a film based on a 2003 biography; the Outkast singer is working on “Sammy and Kim,” about Davis’ controversial relationship with caucasian beauty Kim Novak; and “Hairspray” producers Craig Zadan and Neil Meron are working on a deal to land the rights for Davis’ 1965 biography “Yes, I Can.”

Monday, June 18, 2007

MORE NEW BATPICS - THE BATPOD


Fresh off the heels of Entertainment Weekly's scoop on the new Batsuit, comes this smallish report on the new batcycle, called oddly enough, the "Batpod."

The LA Times recently revealed the new "Batpod" in Christopher Nolan's "The Dark Knight." Our take? Looks way way odd. It'll prolly work in the film but the contraption looks downright weird.

Check out one pic HERE and an accompanying article and second pic HERE.

"The Dark Knight" opens July 18, 2008 and stars Christian Bale, Heath Ledger, Morgan Freeman, Michael Caine, Gary Oldman, Aaron Eckhart, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Eric Roberts, Anthony Michael Hall and Nestor Carbonell.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

CARVER POEM SATURDAY 6/16


The genius that is American writer, Raymond Carver...

While post upon post can be written about Carver's life and work, let's just say that for all intents and purposes, his simplistic, yet utterly effective prose will send shivers down many a spine. He wasn't only one of the world's finest writers of short fiction, but also one of its most large-hearted and affecting poets.

Like Carver's stories, the more than 300 poems are marked by a keen attention to the physical world. His unflinching talent compressed vast feelings into three or four words and was truly a voice of conversational intimacy. The best aspect of all of his writing, however, was that he knew when to stop at the most precise moment.

Enjoy this Saturday's poem ... A description of what seems like a typical Carver afternoon. Or maybe not? In any case, peruse the poem and take from it what you will. Minimalism at its best. Enjoy, as always...

AN AFTERNOON

As he writes, without looking at the sea,
he feels the tip of his pen begin to tremble.
The tide is going out across the shingle.
But it isn't that. No,
it's because at that moment she chooses
to walk into the room without any clothes on.
Drowsy, not even sure where she is
for a moment. She waves the hair from her forehead.
Sits on the toilet with her eyes closed,
head down. Legs sprawled. He sees her
through the doorway. Maybe
she's remembering what happened that morning.
For after a time, she opens one eye and looks at him.
And sweetly smiles.

-- Raymond Carver
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Poetry Collections
Near Klamath (1968)
Winter Insomnia (1970)
At Night The Salmon Move (1976)
Where Water Comes Together
with Other Water (1985)
Ultramarine (1986)
A New Path To The Waterfall (1989)

Poetry Compilations
In a Marine Light: Selected Poems (1988)
All of Us: The Collected Poems (1996)

Friday, June 15, 2007

NEW BATSUIT TO COME IN 'THE DARK KNIGHT'


Why do they keep futitzing around with the Batsuit? In every batfilm since Tim Burton brought the Caped Crusader back in the late '80s, we've seen different incarnations of the suit. Why?

In the comic, there isn't a constant need to revamp and tweak. Minor aspects, yes like his bat symbol, etc, but not major costume changes. Ugh ... The suit, iconic in all its vigilante glory, remains a constant.

While I wasn't a big fan of the suit in "Batman Begins," this new version just seems even more like body armor. I understand that the Dark Knight has to be protected, and thus, have a need for body armor, but damn - I love the look of that vintage Batman, sans armor. See below. It's ominous.

So, this weekend comes word that the look of Bale's new Batman is getting tweaked. Entertainment Weekly has released a pic of the new Batsuit in the upcoming "The Dark Knight," due out next summer.

While it's obviously sleeker and high-tech looking, it doesn't say "Batman" to me. Honestly? It sorta says Black-ops paratrooper.

The EW piece also also includes the down low on Bat's new threads: Its made up of 200 individual pieces of rubber, fiberglass, nylon and metallic mesh. His forearm spikes are now both retractable and can be ejected at targets. The most difficult part of the redesign? The cowl which is now modeled more on a motorcycle helmet design which allows the actor (who did look somewhat wooden in the last film) to both swivel and nod.

Check out Superhero Hype for the full shot.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

STAN LEE TO DEVELOP TOON ABOUT PARIS


You won't believe this one, folks...

The Daily News reports that Marvel comics icon and former head honcho Stan Lee will develop an animated series for MTV starring none other than Paris Hilton.

A source told the paper that the new Paris project will be similar in tone to the 'Stripperella' toon Lee developed in 2003 for Pamela Anderson.

The insider went on saying that the project is all but ready to go and would also include a credit for former Hilton boytoy Paris Latsis, who was also on board.

A start date has not yet been determined for the series.

As for the tone, no word on what the toon Paris character would consist of.

We suggest that Paris portray a covert secret agent, black ops kinda stuff. And her cover that would justify jaunts all over the world? A ditsy socialite who can't from a sentence, of course. In between mindless appearances and endorsements, she pulls off the impossible mission or two.

That we can see...

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE TRAILERS


Who doesn't love trailers?

No, not the hunks of steel where you drink Bud Light cans and groove to Hank Williams 8-tracks in, but the stuff that you see tacked in front of the movies.

The previews, or, as their known in La-La Land, film trailers... Quite simply, it's the material that gets millions of butts into the theaters. Sometimes I think I can watch hours upon hours of kick-booty previews instead of their crappy, overblown full-length counterparts. If there was a movie trailer channel, I would watch it all day long.

Perhaps this is a comment of where we are in today's world, but it seems like we want everything quick and wrapped up succinctly in two minutes. Who wants to sit through 120+ minutes of the latest "Pirates" epic when we can watch all the best action, hear a loop of the score and get all the best jokes in a breezy 120 seconds?

A great trailer will make me want to chuck it all, hop a flight to the coast and sell my life away to make movies. It's the zone where I wanna buy an old Underwood typewriter, sit in a sweaty flophouse and churn out a pulpy tale of lust and revenge. -- Yes, all from an awesome trailer.

In the past, my favorite trailers have always been those that "tease" the film, perhaps showing one great scene or better yet, showing a montage of action over dramatic music.

Check out these great examples of what I mean:





OK... So The 8th Annual Golden Trailer Awards , hosted by "Curb Your Enthusiasm" potty-mouth Susie Essman went down last Thursday at the Skirball Center for the Performing Arts in the Big Apple and they dished out this year's trailer awards to various genres of film.

Here are this year's winners:

Summer 2007 Blockbuster - Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

The Golden Fleece (for "Best False Advertising") - Fur: An Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus

Best Action - 300

Best Comedy - Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan

Best Thriller - The Descent

Trashiest Trailer - Black Sheep

Best Animated/Family - The Simpsons Movie

Best Drama - The Departed

Best Documentary - This Film Is Not Yet Rated

Most Original - Bee Movie

Best Voice-Over - Grindhouse

Best Independent - The Science of Sleep

Best Romance - In the Land of Women

Best Music - Leonard Cohen: I'm Your Man

Best of Show - 300

The awards were founded in 1999 by Evelyn and Monica Brady. The winners were picked by a jury of media and ad execs that include Ron Berger, president and CEO of EURO RSCG Worldwide; film critic Marc Bernardin; Alan Brody, president and founder, iBreakfast; Michael Flaherty, co-founder and president, Walden Media; filmmakers Harris Goldberg and Jim Sheridan; Harry Knowles of Ain't It Cool News; Chris McGurk, CEO of Overture Films; Jack Myers, president of Media Village and Martin Pazzani, president and CEO of Elias Arts.

To see any of the trailers online, there are a plethora of sites that host them. Otherwose, YouTube is the way to go.

Monday, June 11, 2007

THE PLIGHT OF CUTE 'LIL NDAKASI

How sad is this? We'd like to think that Papa H would've saved this little baby mountain gorilla that was found clinging to body of his mother which was executed by rebels in The Congo.

The Daily Mail of London reports that wildlife rangers are battling to save this adorable gorilla that was found clinging to her dead mother, shot in the back of the head at point-blank range.

The two-month-old ape has been named Ndakasi by conservationists who are looking after her in Goma and feeding it baby formula from a bottle.

Paulin Ngobobo, senior warden in eastern Congo's Virunga National Park says the cute little ape is basically okay. "It is certainly a worrying situation, but not hopeless."

Ndakasi, who was born on April 15, would normally have suckled for up to three years.

But it's hard out there for a chimp -- only 700 mountain gorillas survive in the wild, more than half of them in Virunga. Reports have at least two being killed and eaten already this year by rebels who live off the land as militia fighting drags on despite the official end of Congo's five-year war in 2003.

But it remains unclear who killed this new adult female or why - especially "execution-style." More importantly, why was she left at the scene rather than taken away to be eaten, asks Emmanuel de Merode of conservation group Wildlife Direct.

"It looks like she was lured with bananas because we found bananas at the site," he said. "A second gorilla was probably shot because there was a trail of blood nearby and three gunshots were heard. The other was probably wounded and got away."

Ah, but the plot thickens. Last month, The nearby Wildlife Direct said that Mai Mai rebels had attacked patrol posts in Virunga park, killing one wildlife officer and critically injuring three others, and threatened to slaughter gorillas if park rangers retaliated.

Throughout the last decade, more than 150 rangers have been killed while protecting Congo's parks from poachers, rebel groups, illegal miners and land invasions and working through the war without pay.

Saturday, June 9, 2007

CARVER POEM SATURDAY 6/9


The genius that is American writer, Raymond Carver...

While post upon post can be written about Carver's life and work, let's just say that for all intents and purposes, his simplistic, yet utterly effective prose will send shivers down many a spine. He wasn't only one of the world's finest writers of short fiction, but also one of its most large-hearted and affecting poets.

Like Carver's stories, the more than 300 poems are marked by a keen attention to the physical world. His unflinching talent compressed vast feelings into three or four words and was truly a voice of conversational intimacy. The best aspect of all of his writing, however, was that he knew when to stop at the most precise moment.

Enjoy this Saturday's poem ... Perhaps one of the poet's most minimal efforts, these six lines read differently each time you read them. So simple, yet powerful. Minimalism at its best. Enjoy, as always...

LATE FRAGMENT

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

-- Raymond Carver
____________________________________


Poetry Collections
Near Klamath (1968)
Winter Insomnia (1970)
At Night The Salmon Move (1976)
Where Water Comes Together
with Other Water (1985)
Ultramarine (1986)
A New Path To The Waterfall (1989)

Poetry Compilations
In a Marine Light: Selected Poems (1988)
All of Us: The Collected Poems (1996)

Thursday, June 7, 2007

THE FAMED VEGAS IMPLOSIONS


"OCEAN'S THIRTEEN" WEEK CONCLUDES

"Ocean's Thirteen" week concludes appropriately with an ode to the grand Vegas landmarks of yore. The carpet joints that went to the big casino in the sky, making way for the billion-dollar monoliths that pepper the modern Vegas skyline.

We can almost see the boutique resorts in their heyday -- the swankified lounges; the legends in their prime performing in intimate showrooms, crisp suits were the di rigeur; skinny ties and cocktail dresses were the rage not exposed thongs and Red Bull. The casino was smoke-filled and bourban-drenched.

So, here's our ode to kitschy post-war America and, for one last time, let's say goodbye to that atomic age utopia that we'll never see again.

THE SANDS


THE STARDUST


THE ALADDIN


THE DESERT INN


THE BOARDWALK HOTEL


THE CASTAWAYS


THE LANDMARK


THE HACIENDA


THE DESERT INN GARAGE


THE TOP 10 IMPLOSIONS


and as a joke ... THE MONTECITO of NBC's "Las Vegas"


VIVA LAS VEGAS!!

A HISTORY OF GAMING IN ATLANTIC CITY


'OCEAN'S THIRTEEN' WEEK continues!

For this post, I went back into the vault. Being that George Clooney's Danny Ocean kicked off the first "Ocean's Eleven" film in Atlantic City (at Trump Plaza and Caesars), I figured we can post the history of gaming for the Queen of Resorts. It's a piece I had tremendous fun writing.
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A HISTORY OF GAMING IN ATLANTIC CITY

May 26, 1978.

For most of the country it was just another spring day.

Philly pitcher Phil Niekro handed the Braves a 4-2 win at Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium in front of a paltry 16,000; Denver Bronco wide receiver Scottie Montgomery was born in Shelby North Dakota; The Peter Fonda action flick “High Ballin’” was released; and such notables as John Wayne, Miles Davis, Lenny Kravitz and Stevie Nicks were all somewhere celebrating a birthday (we assume apart).

For gamers, though, it was a benchmark date because Resorts International, the first casino in Atlantic City opened to boffo business. The New York Times called it “Woodstock by the Sea” and they were right because the gaming floor looked more like Times Square on New Year’s Eve than a ritzy gaming hall. It’s daily win was over $750,000 and by June, total earnings would be a record-breaking $62.8 million.

Still, in order comprehend the success of casinos in Atlantic City, it’s crucial to understand why they were so desperately needed. Had New Jersey’s gaming bill never been passed, who knows what the city would look like today. Ultimately though, we all know “The Atlantic City Story” is a happy one. We see it as a redemptive case-study on how gaming – if regulated properly – can be an effective tool for urban redevelopment. So to honor the quarter-century or so of tossin’ dice on the wooden way, let’s take a stroll down memory to see how it all began.

THE LOST PROMISE
A national political convention usually provides a city with a substantial public relations and economic boost. But when the 1964 Democratic National Convention officially parked itself in A.C., the television public saw a much different resort town, once famous for attracting millions every summer. Empty hotels and bleak streets of row houses were a far cry from the legendary Steel Pier and its famed diving horses.

Most of the city’s majestic hotels like the Marlborough Blenheim, Traymore and Chalfonte-Haddon Hall were in disrepair and by 1970, they looked more like deserted crypts. City morale was also crumbling because the advent of cheap air-travel brought vacationers either west to Nevada or south to Florida. With its infrastructure weak-at-the-knees and crime on the rise, it wasn’t anyone’s shock that hotel occupancy was at an all-time low. If one thing was clear, it was that the city economy desperately needed casinos to survive.

But it wasn’t that simple.

After numerous gaming bills dying on the Assembly floor, New Jersey lawmakers were sending the message loud and clear that they didn’t want to become an East coast Nevada even at the expense of A.C., which by now had become a national punchline.

The Fat Lady was singing loudly.

THE PROPOSAL: NO DICE!
The first time New Jerseyans voted for the legalization of gaming was in 1974 with the original measure calling for casinos throughout the entire state. Since the referendum was expected to easily pass, very little pro-casino campaigning was done and in hindsight, considered a monumental mistake. Mainly due to the efforts of a homespun coalition called "No Dice," voters turned out in droves and the bill was defeated by a three-to-two margin. The “No Dice” lobbyists were relentless in their scare-tactics by exaggerating the dangers of a casino town. Their literature harped on the vices of gambling as well as the supposed moral, financial and social burden of running a such a city.

But what the “No Dice” clan failed to realize was that even in colonial times, gambling and lotteries were often detrimental to the survival of a village. The Virginia Company of London, the financier of Jamestown, Virginia, was permitted by the Crown to hold lotteries to raise money for the colonial venture. It wasn’t long before all 13 original colonies established lotteries of their own with proceeds helping to establish some of the nation’s most prestigious universities like Harvard, Yale and Dartmouth. Lotteries also supplied revenue to build churches, libraries and other municipal buildings. Once the Revolutionary War began, the Continental Congress even voted to institute a $10 million lottery to help finance the war, proving early on that that gambling can benefit the masses.

By 1976, the gaming issue was raised yet again but this time, though, its concept was considerably fleshed out. The bill was to be placed on the November ballot and called for privately-owned, state-regulated casinos only in Atlantic City. In addition, the gaming halls would be taxed with its revenues aiding the elderly and handicapped. A sly move since no referendum ever failed with a tax proposal aiming to help the elderly. It was a beautiful, philanthropic touch that helped Atlantic City get her second chance.

All she needed now was a pied piper.

THE DREAM WEAVER
In July of 1976, political consultant Sanford Weiner settled into his Atlantic Avenue office and mapped out his plan to convince voters to bring gaming to A.C.

Hired by the Committee to Rebuild Atlantic City (CRAC), it was Weiner's job to inform the state constituency that not only was a gaming bill essential to the survival of the city, but it could also serve as a tool for economic redevelopment. On the surface, many deemed him a high-priced spin-doctor with a fruitless challenge ahead. But the cunning strategist rolled up his sleeves because one way or another, he and CRAC would make New Jersey salivate at the notion of tossing dice on the Wooden Way.

He would aim to make gaming respectable and like a Picasso of persuasion, Weiner used simplicity as his weapon and specifically targeted the undecided voters in preliminary polls. With slogans like “Help Yourself, Help Atlantic City, Help New Jersey,” “YES CASINOS, Atlantic City Only” and “Create jobs, boost the economy” there wasn’t a billboard, bumper sticker or brochure throughout Essex, Bergen, Union or Hudson Counties he hadn’t touched.

By Election Day, CRAC came out swinging, clearly prepared this time for the “No Dice” clan who, by opposing gaming, unwittingly positioned themselves directly against the elderly. The voters saw the light and in the bitter cold November wind, Weiner and his staff celebrated outside CRAC headquarters because voters finally saw the potential in the state’s gaming bill.
“My friends, the city is alive again tonight!” Weiner said, addressing the crowd. “It’s not a close victory. It’s an outstanding victory! It’s party time in Atlantic City!”

A quick 18 months later, using Chalfonte-Haddon Hall Hotel as its foundation, Resorts International opened its doors with lines stretching down the boards and card sharks four-deep at the blackjack table.

THE REGULATION: AN EASY ‘ACT’ TO FOLLOW
Industry analysts have theorized that Atlantic City legitimized gaming mainly because of the state’s Casino Control Act, considered a model by other jurisdictions who seek gaming as an economic tool.

Signed in June, 1977, The Casino Control Act created the New Jersey Casino Control Commission (NJCCC), the state’s official casino regulatory agency. It’s primary function is to oversee the operation, development and regulation of the industry. In addition, the Casino Control Act also established the Casino Revenue Fund that was set up in response to the referendum’s promise to earmark funds for elderly and disabled. It’s capitalized by an 8 percent tax imposed on the gross revenue of each casino, and in turn, the state treasurer disburses the funds to programs authorized by the legislature and the governor.

The gaming act was so effective that 25 years later, 30 million visitors pass though town annually and the city boasts a redevelopment engine that purrs stronger than a vintage Ferrari. The hands-down success of gaming can be further seen when the original campaign promises are compared with the eventual results:

- In 1976, it was promised was that there would be 33,690 new jobs in the state by 1985, including 24,600 in casino hotels. Currently, a tad under 50,000 are employed. And with the opening of the Borgata Employment Center, an offsite employment office at the A.C. Convention Center, the new hotel will hire more than 4,800 dealers, slot attendants, valet parkers and front desk clerks. At press time, roughly 27,000 people have applied for jobs and 1,000 people a day are being interviewed.

- It was also promised that there would be $844 million in new construction by 1985 in Atlantic City. According to the American Gaming Association, there has been $3 billion in capital investments by casinos to date. Plus, the gaming industry purchases over $1.7 billion in goods and services from area business.

- By 1985, the New Jersey’s gaming industry would strive for $330 million in new wages. In reality, annual payroll currently exceeds $1.2 billion.

And consider this staggering statistic -- annual revenues for Atlantic City casinos are just a tad lower what the carpet joints bring in on the Vegas strip. In 2001, the famed Sin City stretch brought in $4.7 billion while Atlantic City casinos trailed at $4.3 billion.

Through the years, regulations were softened on A.C. casinos in order to be more competitive with other gaming jurisdictions. That said, deregulations eventually allowed 24-hour gaming; horse racing simulcasts; increases in slot space and the ability to give cash comps. It also eliminated the three-property limit on casino ownership, paving the way for companies like Park Place Entertainment to own Bally's, Caesars, the Claridge, The A.C. Hilton and Wild Wild West Casino. Still, even with all the deregulation, analyst Joyce Minor of Lehman Brothers says that “Atlantic City's fundamentals are still strong while other major gaming markets, such as Las Vegas, have softened.”

THE BUILDING BOOM
As soon as singer Steve Lawrence threw out the first pair of dice (he rolled a five, then crapped out), it was clear that Resorts was an instant success. Even though 10 of their blackjack tables were closed and with a shortage of changepersons, the casino was well on its way to a record-breaking $3 million weekend and had 80,000 people walking through the door daily.

The monopoly wouldn’t be held long, though. By June 1979, Ceasars Boardwalk Regency opened it’s doors in the renovated Howard Johnson’s Regency Motor Hotel. Upon opening, original owners Clifford and Stuart Perlman enjoyed much of the same riches as Resorts and eventually took in $91 million that year, surpassing their Vegas and Tahoe namesakes combined. Crowds were so large, in fact, that only 2,500 people were let in at a time.
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Bally Manufacturing also wanted their piece of the pie. They leveled the old Marlborough-Blenheim, restored the 500-room Dennis Hotel for $7 million and in December opened as Bally’s Park Place, the wooden way’s third casino. In an effort the capture the essence of bygone days, several gargoyles were retrieved from the towers at the Blenheim and preserved in the casino lobby. In July 1997, Bally opened the cowpoke-themed Wild Wild West Casino.
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In August 1980, The Brighton was the first casino in town built from the ground up, on the site of its former namesake at Indiana Avenue & Brighton Park. After a healthy opening, financial troubles soon arrived. Some say it was due to the casino’s diminutive size. Others say it was poor management. Whatever the case, it was sold two months later to the PPI Corporation, which also owned the Sands in Las Vegas. To capitalize on the famed casino and to hopefully conjure images of Frank, Dean and Sammy, the Brighton was renamed The Sands the next May. ##
The first casino to be built away from the boards was the Holiday Inn Marina casino. Bill Harrah, who already owned casinos in Tahoe and Reno, had dreams of coming to Atlantic City, but unfortunately passed away. His company interest was soon sold to Holiday Inn, but since the Harrah tag had more marquee value, the property was renamed Harrah’s Marina. Ever since it opened in November 1980, it’s been consistently one of the city’s top revenue generators and a customer service favorite.
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The last casino to use an existing hotel as it's structure was the Claridge in July 1981. When the first bet was placed, it was called Del Webb's Claridge Hotel and Hi-Ho Casino. Webb, who died in 1974, was a pioneer in gaming. Not only had he built Bugsy's Flamingo in Las Vegas, but Webb also built the Sahara, had holdings downtown in the Mint, the Sahara Reno, the Sahara Tahoe and the Nevada Club in Laughlin. After the opening, the Webb Corporation soon bought out its partners, the D’Addario group, to become the hotel's sole owners. Currently, the Claridge operates as an arm of Bally’s.
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Ramada Inns paid $20 million for the old Ambassador Hotel on and had lofty plans to renovate the structure until Governor Brendan Byrne and the Casino Control Commission put an end to what they called “patch and paint jobs.” A compromise was made – Ramada would peel the bricks from the facility and only use its steel framework. Just as construction was underway, Ramada acquired the Tropicana in Las Vegas and it wasn't long before the East Coast version of the carpet joint was open to gamers in November 1981. Soon after, the hotel constructed an indoor amusement park called Tivoli Pier, aiming to reproduce old A.C. piers of the past and by 1988 it was known as TropWorld Casino and Entertainment Resort. Ultimately, the family theme didn't work and the Tivoli Pier was closed in 1995 to make way for a new poker, keno and simulcast area which opened in 1996.
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In March 1987, the Showboat opened on the boards at Delaware Avenue with a flamboyant family-friendly casino complete with animatronic robots. On an eight acre parcel of land leased from Resorts, the initial 516 room hotel was also the first and only casino to have its very own bowling alley since it's Vegas property regularly sponsored PBA (Professional Bowlers Association) tournaments. Showboat was also the first casino to open a simulcast area as well as offer poker. Current owner Harrah’s is completely revamping the property as a state-of-the-art, Mardi Gras themed wonderland.

THE GOLDEN BOY
The savvy manner in which Sin City mogul Steve Wynn came to build in town is certainly a case study in red-blooded American Capitalism. On the suggestion of Resorts owner Jack Davis, Wynn mosied downbeach to the old Strand Motel and speak with owner Manny Soloman about a purchase. Twenty-five minutes and $8.5 million later, Wynn had his casino site for what would be an East Coast version of the Golden Nugget. Sixteen months after the deal in December 1980, Wynn’s 22-story casino opened and was city’s top dog. Profits for the first month were a reported $17.7 million – more than the rest of the A.C. casinos combined.

When it came to luxury, the smiley entrepreneur pulled no punches and made his joint as elegant as possible (plus he snagged Sinatra for a string of dates to boot). To this day, many gamers still regard the property (now the A.C. Hilton) as “The Jewel of the Boardwalk.” Wynn even had plans to build in the marina, but they were soon scrapped due to the state’s strict regulatory rules and a wee bit of competition from an equally flamboyant developer and rival, Donald Trump. Disgusted, he eventually sold the property to Bally’s for $400 million, who, in turn fittingly called it Bally’s Grand. Many gaming scholars believe that Wynn used the bulk of the cash as seed money to build his visionary Mirage in Las Vegas.

THE ILL FATED
It doesn’t take an Harvard MBA to realize that the success of gaming in Atlantic City brought tremendous promise to the area. At the peak of the building boom, 54 planned casinos were “in development.” Familiar names like Sahara, Lady Luck, Dunes and not so familiar ones like Camelot, Ritz, Atlantic Land and Golden Pyramids were all tossed about.

Even Penthouse publisher Bob Guccione wanted to open a Penthouse Casino but after continuous red tape, scrapped plans to convert the former Holiday Inn and Four Seasons into a gaming hall. Like he’d never been there, the $50 million operation was abandoned with the steel super-structure standing like a giant Erector set.

Playboy founder Hugh Hefner fared slightly better with his Playboy Casino. Built with the Elsinore Corporation on Florida Avenue, it opened in April 1981 and had problems from the get-go. Most gamers chalked it up it’s quirky three level design, narrow floors and smallish-size. After years of appeals to the gaming board for licensing, Playboy finally sold it’s interest to Elsinore who renamed the property Atlantis. Five unprofitable years later, it closed, and was the first casino in town to fail.

THE ART OF THE DEAL
Hands down, no figure is perhaps as integral to the development of Atlantic City as Donald Trump. With the exception of the Tropicana and Claridge, the P.T. Barnum-like exec has had security or asset purchases with every casino in A.C. and at one point controlled 40 percent of the city's gaming space. Known for erecting and perfecting some the swankiest joints in town, here's a brief rundown of the Donald's long history in the Queen of Resorts:

- In May 1984, he opened his first casino, a joint venture with Harrah's named “Harrah's at Trump Plaza,” located on the boards at Mississippi Avenue. It was agreed that the developer would build the 614-room casino while Harrah's/Holiday Inns, Inc. would manage it. When the Donald had issues with the way Harrah's operated, the partnership was soon severed and Trump bought them out. The hotel would eventually be known as the brassy and classy Trump Plaza.

- Hilton Hotels acquired a parcel of land in the marina land in the early '80's and started construction on what would be called the Atlantic City Hilton. After the company was denied a gaming license, Steve Wynn made a bid to buy control of the Hilton Hotels. But the Donald had other plans. Hilton quickly announced they would accept Trump’s $325 million offer for the marina site, sparking a bitter feud between Wynn and Trump. Even though the casino opened in June 1985 as the Atlantic City Hilton, brandishing chips with rainbow logos splattered everywhere, it was quickly renamed Trump Castle and ultimately to Trump Marina.

- In 1989, Trump purchased the closed Playboy/Atlantis casino hotel and named it Trump Regency, an upscale non-casino joint. In 1996, the casino became the Trump World’s Fair Casino, and operated as an arm of Trump Plaza before officially closing in October 1999.

- Conceived by Resorts founder James Crosby in 1982, The Taj Mahal was an ambitious project that had just about financially drained the company by the time he died in 1986. Trump gained control of Resorts International in 1987 and after a bidding war with Merv Griffin, negotiated a settlement in which Trump would take over the Taj Mahal project with Griffin keeping the rest of Resorts' Atlantic City holdings as well as the Paradise Island Casino in the Bahamas. When the Taj opened in April 1990, it was the tallest and most extravagant building in the state, and certainly unlike anything Atlantic City had yet seen.

IMPACT AND RECONSTRUCTION
Considering that the Atlantic City gaming industry has generated more than $7 billion in taxes, it seems that casinos have delivered in spades. Still, realizing that area housing and beautification was an ongoing issue, the state amended the Casino Control Act in 1984 to create the Casino Redevelopment Authority (CRDA).

Its projects are funded by the Casino Reinvestment Tax, which requires that operating casinos to invest 1.25 percent of their gross revenues in the tax fund either through the purchase of bonds issued by CRDA, or through direct investments in or donations to CRDA approved projects. Another measure of the CRDA was a $2 casino parking fee instituted in 1993 that would also finance infrastructure improvements. Initially, the CRDA coffers were used to construct the “corridor project” which now connects the new Convention Center at base of the A.C. Expressway to the Boardwalk and replaced blocks of urban blight.

Municipal projects that have benefited from CRDA cash include street widening, lighting, park improvements, various hotel expansions, retail complexes, historic restorations and most important, new housing construction. Since it’s inception, the CRDA has helped Atlantic City undergo an unparalleled multi-billion dollar redevelopment renaissance:

- The $268 million new Atlantic City Convention Center opened in May 1997 and was considered to be the cornerstone the renaissance. It boasts more exhibit space than any other convention center from Atlanta to Boston. A new A.C. Bus terminal opened in February 1997 and is within walking distance.

- The CRDA has funded and completed construction on almost 2000 gorgeous housing units, increasing A.C. housing stock by 12 percent. In 2001, approximately 120 new housing units were in development. It’s Millennia Square neighborhood, located in the Northeast Inlet neighborhood even offers 6 solar-powered homes.

- A $90 million renovation to Boardwalk Convention Hall has transformed the facility to a world-class entertainment venue, now home to the Boardwalk Bullies, an east Coast Hockey League franchise not to mention boxing and headliners like Bon Jovi and Bruce Springsteen.

- The CRDA also helped fund much of the $3.5 million needed to restore the historic Absecon Lighthouse, located on Pacific and Vermont Avenue. It also aided in the $4 million Ocean Life Center, a catalyst for the revitalization of Historic Gardner’s Basin.

- Other community enrichment projects include the 6,000-seat Sandcastle Stadium, Flyers Skate Zone, the NHL regulation-sized ice rink; a $3 million Boys and Girls Club; the Mayor J. L. Usry Child Day Care Center and the 46,000 square foot AtlantiCare Healthplex Ambulatory Care Center.

- “The Walk,” located at the base of the A.C. Expressway is a dynamic urban retail and entertainment project with outlet retailers, interactive entertainment and eateries. It lines the Michigan Avenue corridor and covers 8 city blocks.

- The CDRA provided $20 million in subsidies to help underwrite the $225 million two-phase expansion of The Quarter at Tropicana. It features 194,000 square-feet of retail, dining and entertainment with a three-story shopping village complete with old Havana as its theme.

Thanks to the CCC and the CRDA, itt’s looking more and more like Atlantic City is back enjoying the riches of her former self and who knows what the next 25 years will bring.

Here’s to gaming in A.C.!

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

THE VEGAS THROWBACK: BOBBY BARRETT


'OCEAN'S THIRTEEN' WEEK CONTINUES!

Almost 10 years ago I stumbled upon an awesome crooner at The Brown Derby in Vegas named Bobby Barrett. It was after a show and we were looking for something to do. Eventually, my chick found a listing touting a 'Sinatra Singer' in a local entertainment mag. While I'm not down with Sinatra-esque singers on the whole, this guy was different and the Derby bar was right out of Hollywood in the '30s. I entered a time capsule. Tiled floor, wood as far as the eye can see, caricatures all over the wall, circular red leather booths. The whole bit.

And then there was Bobby Barrett. What struck me most about him were his mannerisms, which these so-called Sinatra Singers never quite get. It takes alot more than throwing a trenchcoat over your shoulder. You either have it or you don't. Bobby had it.

In between songs, he'd light a cigarette, chat with people in the Derby lounge and really sound like Sinatra. Sinatra talking! You see, Bobby was from Boston and he had that that hard-edged city voice full of smoke and bourbon. Sinatra had that same gruff sound to his voice. And the fact that Bobby knew the entire Chairman catalog was just plain icing.

Here's an interview I did with him a few years back. Last I heard he was in Phoenix, giving his throat and voice a much-needed rest.

Here's to you Bobby!

-- Enjoy
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The Throwback: Bobby Barrett

The Sands and its swingin’ Copa Room may be long gone, but its legacy of Frank Sinatra is more than alive and well thanks to crooner Bobby Barrett. The 41 year-old stylist is on a mission to keep the coo-coo days of the Rat Pack alive and well thanks to his a reverent Sinatra tribute show at Casa di Amore in Las Vegas that packs them in weekly. Discovered singing karaoke at a bar in his native Boston, he arrived in Vegas in 1997 for a local production of "Joey and Maria's Italian Wedding" and hasn’t left since. As for his Sinatra? His mannerisms suggest the cool tuxedoed Frank of the early JFK ‘60s and as he croons half-way through “Witchcraft,” there’s damn charisma and swagger in the room to match the chairman broad-for-broad. We recently caught up with Barrett after his show and over a Jack Daniels discussed old Vegas, lounge culture and P. Diddy.

Chillingly enough, the night you started your first big casino gig at the Brown Derby (in the MGM Grand) Sinatra had died.
My first night on the strip... I called them to cancel and they said that there were tons of calls to see if I was going on. Most of them were actually coming from friends of Frank who were in town for his celebrity golf fundraiser. When he died, it sort of turned into a memorial.

So were you nervous at that point?
You kiddin' me? Sure, I was. Guys like Hal Linden and Robert Goulet and Gregory Peck were all around.

What's the most requested Sinatra tune?
It's got to be "My Way." It's a great tune because it has so many memories for people and evokes so many feelings that there's no way I could ever dread doing that song night after night.

To that effect, what do you dread doing?
"New York, New York" another gigantic request.

It’s obvious that you know tons about Sinatra since you often tell great anecdotes about the tunes and the man. How big a Sinatraphile are you?
Huge. It’s been avid ever since I was a little kid. My mom was into all the old-standbys like Frank, Jimmy Roselli, Dino. The Italian side of my family dug that stuff.

You have quite a following on the Vegas circuit virtually through word-of-mouth. You can't visit a chat board and not see a mention of Bobby Barrett. Just today, I found a web page of someone describing their Sin City excursion mentioning you in what seemed to be German?
Really? That's unbelievable. But on the flipside, I guess I can believe it because when we were at the Derby we had regulars from all over. Scotland was also huge and of course Britain and Australia.

Are there any Bobby Barrett groupies or bobby soxers out there?
I hate to call them that but yeah, they've become friends, actually. They're certainly loyal and if I do four nights straight, some of them are usually there. I think the reason why they dig the act so much is that they've said that I remind them of Old Vegas.

That said, do you think Frank would've liked modern day Sin City?
Hmmm ... that's a tough question but ... (emphatically) no. It's just too family-oriented. Essentially I think Old Vegas was a place for Sinatra to go with his friends and sin for a couple of days.

When you were at the Brown Derby at the MGM it was like gangbusters every night. They even had you up on the jumbotron outside and you're packing them in. One night, Frank Sinatra, Jr. shows up.
It's funny that I remember this but I was singing "It Was a Very Good Year" and one of the Derby managers whispers in my ear that Frank Jr. is on the way down.

Are you kidding? As you were singing he tells you this?
Yeah... It was like telling your pitcher he's got a no-hitter going. So here I am all anxious and Junior comes walking in with his wife. Behind him is Bill Miller (Sinatra's accompanist) as well as an entourage of around 20 people including David Arquette and some other celebs I probably didn't recognize --

-- I'm sorry, did you just say David Arquette was in Frank Sinatra Jr's entourage?
Yeah. Can you imagine that?

It's just an odd combo wouldn't you say?
Incongruous...

Did Junior have an opinion of the act?
Well, he didn't talk to me or anything but I the maitre d' said, "I hope the music is to your liking..." and Junior answered, "Well, that Bobby does a fine job" or something to that effect...

Well that's sort of bland, huh?
Of course, I can't quote him directly but that's what I was told.

After your gig at MGM, you landed in many lavish strip lounges (from Bally's to Treasure Island). But it seems that these days that old school casino lounge is a dying breed.
It almost seems that lounges are an afterthought now. When they were more prominent, they were actually one of the big draws of a casino -- the lounge and its entertainment. It's unfortunate. Many of the people that are doing the hiring now are very young and don't understand that.

These days, turntables seem to be more important than a great crooner.
Yeah, everything changes. Way back, every hotel had their own house band.

Red Norvo at the Sands, Louie Prima at the Stardust…
Exactly. You just don't have that any more. It mostly boils down to technology, price and feasibility. If they (execs) think they can save a few thousand bucks or whatever [by hiring a deejay] than that's what they'll do.

Hip Hop mogul P. Diddy and actor Ashton Kutcher have recently styled themselves in the vein of the Rat Pack and actually going as far as tagging themselves that.
-- Are they really doing that?

Yep. The fact that they're friends I’d say is odd enough.
I guess when they accomplish the things that those guys have, maybe they'll have a right to say that. Personally, I don't think they've remotely touched on the caliber of anything they've done in terms of music or even movies.

So is Frankie somewhere rolling over in his grave?
Rolling over? Nah. He's probably laughing somewhere saying, "What are they nuts?!"

A QUICK 'OCEAN'S THIRTEEN' CLIP

'OCEAN'S THIRTEEN' WEEK CONTINUES

Enjoy this quick clip of Danny and the boys deciding the go after Willie Bank, the casino mogul who hurt Reuben.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

MULTIPLE SAMMY DAVIS, JR. PROJECTS PLANNED

'OCEAN'S THIRTEEN' WEEK CONTINUES!

Studios always have dueling film projects. Look up Truman Capote, Alexander the Great and Christopher Columbus at imdb and you'll see. The New York Times reports that there's four separate features in the works based on the life of Sammy Davis, Jr. - the REAL hardest workin' man in showbiz.

I've always said that the life of Sammy Davis, Jr. was worthy of a film or TV mini-series. I mean, the guy did it all - a child performer/hoofer; a teenage crooner; perfected talents in the Will Mastin Trio as a young adult before going into the army (where he was confronted by strong racial prejudice); endured an awful car crash in 1954 that took his eye; became a charter member of Sinatra's Rat Pack; married white actress May Britt to the disdain of a racially-divided nation; famously supported Republican President Richard M. Nixon and endured lung cancer, passing away in 1990. What more he danced his booty off, did awesome impressions, churned out tune after swingin' tune. And sang 'em right up until the day he got sick.

I've always said that The Rat Pack guys are the hardest to capture on screen. They embodied an effortless swagger that just can't be reproduced. If, by chance, someone can duplicate it, they usually look nothing like them. It's a tough sell. Need proof? The HBO biopic "The Rat Pack" seemed like such a farce because everyone was so woefully miscast.

Ray Liotta as Frank Sinatra was laughable and Joe Mantegna's Dino bordered on pantomime. While the always-dependable Don Cheadle's award-winning turn as Sammy Davis was the best aspect of the so-so film, his frame was all wrong. Sammy was a little little dude. I didn't buy it.

In any case, the four Davis projects consist of:

"In Black and White" - Denzel Washington stars in and may direct Wil Haywood's biography for Universal. NO! Washington, while a top thesp, is NOT Sammy.

"Sammy and Kim" - Andre Benjamin (aka Andre 3000) stars in the film which deals with Davis's affair with actress Kim Novak in the '50s. If Andre is up for the challenge and I believe he may be, he'll snag an Oscar nod for sure. Not only do they sort of look the same, but he's got natural dance talent. Sammy was a hoofer of the highest order. My money's on this project.

"Yes, I Can" - Based on Davis 1965 autobiography, this is the project that Davis's widow has endorsed. The source material here is perhaps the best, but they REALLY REALLY need to get someone to fill the shoes. I nominate Tommy Davidson who can prove that Jamie Foxx ain't the only one with acting chops from "In Living Color."

"Yes, I Can" Documentary - A documentary also based on the 1965 autobiography and Burt Boyar's filmed interviews with Davis.

Now sit back and enjoy some of the WHAM of SAM ...





Sunday, June 3, 2007

OLD SCHOOL VEGAS HAUNTS (CHECK 'EM OUT)


It's "Ocean's Thirteen" week. Can you tell we're stoked?

Ah, but not so stoked about the current state of the modern Sin City. These days it seems that Vegas caters to an odd mix of the MTV, Hollywood brat, rodeo and fanny pack crowd. How'd that happen?

There was a time when a trip to Sin City screamed “jet set.” Men packed their suits and the dolls who came along for the ride knew her cocktail dress would be in constant use. Cigarette girls were everywhere. Zippos, too. Even though those days are long gone, The Lounge suggests a few old-school Vegas haunts that, if you look hard enough, you just may see Frankie’s fingerprints all over them.

AJ'S STEAKHOUSE (at The Hard Rock)
Let's just say there ain't a better place to start an evening of Rat Packin' than at AJ's. It's mammoth leather door is the portal to a vintage Vegas steakhouse circa 1960 where hipsters break out the cuff links, eat bloody-red meat, drink Jack straight and smoke unfiltered Camels. As for the room itself? We dig those gigantic antique postcards that adorn the walls. Gives us chills.

CAPOZOLLI'S
Located off the strip on Maryland Parkway, this is the only place we think 'Ol Blue Eyes would've chowed down on veal marsala at 2 a.m. if he were alive. In addition to a kickin' bar and solid eats, this very old-school haunt features kitschy jazz and lounge tunes nightly. In fact, many of their coo-coo jam sessions have been recorded and released in a series of CDs under the title "Live at Capozzoli's." Artists featured in the series include Carl Fontana, Jack Nimitz and Bill Perkins.

PEPPERMILL'S FIRESIDE LOUNGE (smack dab on the strip)
So you finally nabbed your slinky little armpiece from her one-armed bandit and want some quality time to make a little hey-hey? Before you do, head for the Peppermill on the strip because there's no better place to get your kitten all revved up. The intimate (and very dark) lounge features plush booths, dark corners and gaudy brass accents with a giant circular fireplace inside a bubbling pool of water. Somewhere upstairs, the ghosts of Frank and Ava are looking down in acceptance. A personal favorite.

THE CASBAR and ALGIERS LOUNGES
It don't get any more old school than these two. The Algiers Lounge is a gin joint of the highest order, renowned above all for its stiff drinks. Before heading to the Palms to smell perfume, any self-respecting swinger-in-training should trek there for at least one round just to soak up the lingering boozy vibe and wear it like a badge. The Casbar Lounge, located in the Sahara, is where Don Rickles made his bones and even though these days the entertainment may be a bit modern, the room is still a legendary pioneer and well worth spending the night in. Even though it's been renovated since its Sin City heyday, have no illusions, this joint survives as premiere holy ground where Vegas lounge royalty swung into the wee hours. Sipping your Manhattan, you can just picture Frank, Dean and Sammy slipping in at 3 a.m. to catch their overnight show.

THEN THERE’S ...Pin Ups Lounge at the Cannery Casino with classic Vargas girl pinups surrounding the place; Pogo's Tavern on N. Decatur Blvd. for its cool and cozy booths and slamming big bands on Fridays; Champagnes Cafe for its red velvet wallpaper, slippery red booths, autographed pics of Dino and a jukebox loaded with Rat Pack wax; BJ's Lounge, looming in the shadow of the Lion on East Tropicana, for its chi-chi lounge vibe, complete with leopard-prints, mood lighting and plush couches; and lest we forget Binion's coffee shop located downtown where the ghosts of old school Vegas fill the joint 24/7.

Check out out other "Ocean's 13" / Vegas-centric posts ... HERE

THE REAL 'OLD MAN AND THE SEA'


One of my recent blog posts poked fun at Hollywood and the notion of making Hemingway's "Old Man and the Sea" today. It was hilarious. Filled with explosions, Will Smith and all that Michael Bay jazz. Sad, but true.

Now, in all seriousness, check out this striking and gorgeous rendition of Papa H's classic Pulitzer- and Nobel Prize-winning novella in Alexandr Petrov's version of the story.

Petrov's style is striking, gorgeous and distinctly his own. Unique. His process? He paints on glass, which yields a soft flow to his images and allows him to perfectly capture the lyricism of Hemingway's poetic tale. Made in 1999, the centennial of Hemingway's birth, director Aleksandr Petrov released the film, created from 29,000 hand-painted images. It was initiated in 1995 after Petrov's first meeting with Productions Pascal Blais, a Canadian animation company.

It received the Academy Award for Best Animated Short Film.

Grab some java ... sit back and enjoy something fucking brilliant.

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PART TWO


SOME COMMENTARY

Saturday, June 2, 2007

CARVER POEM SATURDAY 6/2


The genius that is American writer, Raymond Carver...

While post upon post can be written about Carver's life and work, let's just say that for all intents and purposes, his simplistic, yet utterly effective prose will send shivers down many a spine. He wasn't only one of the world's finest writers of short fiction, but also one of its most large-hearted and affecting poets.

Like Carver's stories, the more than 300 poems are marked by a keen attention to the physical world. His unflinching talent compressed vast feelings into three or four words and was truly a voice of conversational intimacy. The best aspect of all of his writing, however, was that he knew when to stop at the most precise moment.

Enjoy this Saturday's poem ... I think Carver sums up everyone's fear in roughly 20 lines or so. Again, minimalism at its best. Enjoy, as always...

FEAR

Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive.
Fear of falling asleep at night.
Fear of not falling asleep.
Fear of the past rising up.
Fear of the present taking flight.
Fear of the telephone that rings in the dead of night.
Fear of electrical storms.
Fear of the cleaning woman who has a spot on her cheek!
Fear of dogs I've been told won't bite.
Fear of anxiety!
Fear of having to identify the body of a dead friend.
Fear of running out of money.
Fear of having too much, though people will not believe this.
Fear of psychological profiles.
Fear of being late and fear of arriving before anyone else.
Fear of my children's handwriting on envelopes.
Fear they'll die before I do, and I'll feel guilty.
Fear of having to live with my mother in her old age, and mine.
Fear of confusion.
Fear this day will end on an unhappy note.
Fear of waking up to find you gone.
Fear of not loving and fear of not loving enough.
Fear that what I love will prove lethal to those I love.
Fear of death.
Fear of living too long.
Fear of death.

I've said that.
-- Raymond Carver
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Poetry Collections
Near Klamath (1968)
Winter Insomnia (1970)
At Night The Salmon Move (1976)
Where Water Comes Together
with Other Water (1985)
Ultramarine (1986)
A New Path To The Waterfall (1989)

Poetry Compilations
In a Marine Light: Selected Poems (1988)
All of Us: The Collected Poems (1996)