First Look at The Iron Lady Online!

The supernaturally talented, and Oscar’s favorite frontrunner, Meryl Streep, is at it again (thank the cinematic gods), this time taking on the role of steely Margaret Thatcher in The Iron Lady.  It’s Streep and it’s a biopic so consider the key nuances—mannerisms, accent—in the bag.

My only concern is director Phyllida Lloyd at the helm. Although a capable auteur, the last time Lloyd teamed with Streep, she managed to crush all my fantasies of curling up next to Pierce Bronson when she allowed sexy 007 to croon (badly) in Mamma Mia! Not even a pokerfaced Meryl could have saved that particularly horrific reveal, although damn if the woman didn’t nearly pull it off.

Get a sneak peek of the teaser trailer on The Guardian and let me know what you think!

The Iron Lady Trailer

Countdown to Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest!

The 4th of July is here and I’m insatiable for the return of Nathan's 2011 International Hot Dog Eating Contest, broadcasted live on ESPN. What can I say, sparklers and the Boston Pops used to captivate me too, now its one of the more bizarre feats in human history—competitive eating. Go figure.

This 4th of July juggernaut is about as American as it gets. Tons of food, gross over-consumption, and controversy—it’s got it all.  Funny, I can’t stomach watching any other form of competitive eating, but there’s just something about Nathan’s fairly disgusting throwdown—a singular sense of the absurd, perhaps—that is impossible to turn away from. Consider the ridiculousness of it all: Everyday people from all walks of life who pay taxes and join the PTA actually do this for a living, and survive. They also enjoy quirky celebrity of a sort and, as members of Major League Eating, tour their very own circuit. Only in America.

For me the fascination begins and ends with the sport’s larger-than-life personalities.  Sonya “The Black Widow” Thomas and reigning champ Joey “Jaws” Chestnut, who last year downed 54 beefy links in 10 minutes to take the crown, are heroes of the sport. The nemesis role belongs to six-time Nathan’s titleholder, Takeru Kobayashi, who hoovers food with samurai-like attack and actually bested a 1,089-pound Kodiak bear in a head-to-head eating duel. Plus, the monikers are gold.

Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest has taken place every year since its inaugural chow-down in 1916, except, oddly enough, when it was cancelled to accommodate that other American pastime, protesting; first in 1941, when an objection to the war in Europe was staged, and again in 1971, when the dog days of summer halted for a stand against “free love” and civil unrest.

I’m proud to say that this year is free and clear and that I’m pulling for The Black Widow. How about you? Send me your reply on Facebook or on Twitter @ThorntonEditing!

Thanks for the Memories! Smithsonian’s National Air and Space Museum Turns 35

As the nation prepares to celebrate another birthday, so too does the Smithsonian’s National Air and Space Museum, which turns 35, July 1. You don’t have to know anything about aeronautics, space history, or planetary studies before visiting this national treasure—home to the 1903 Wright Flyer, the Spirit of St. Louis, and the Apollo 11 command module among other marvels of aviation—as you will likely learn a little of all three with an afternoon fly-by of the facilities (its flagship building located on the National Mall, and the other, an expansion at the Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center in Northern Virginia).

Can’t make it to DC? Make a virtual visit to the museum via the website “Celebrating 35 Years of Memories at the National Air and Space Museum,” specially created to mark the anniversary.

Did you know that the museum started amassing its unrivaled aeronautical collection 100 years before it was established in 1876, when a group of kites obtained from the Chinese Imperial Commission became its first acquisition? More fun facts on the website—and catch a sneak peek at some of the museum’s most popular collections.

Personally, I’m a sucker for a saucy aviatrix and a B-52 with killer nose art…how about you?

Obit? You bet! The Fascinating World of Obituaries

 One of my obsessions and true pleasures in life is reading obituaries.  It’s an odd fascination, but not if I really think about it. I love history—both the bang-the-drums watershed moment and that which is less known but far more personal. My preferred outlets for these mini-histories are the obit sections in the Sunday editions of the San Francisco Chronicle and The New York Times. Steaming cup of coffee in hand, I comb through these one minute summations of lives energetically (or unceremoniously) lived in utter fascination. Obits are, essentially, human interest stories at their most mesmerizing and least time consuming—a must for those whose schedules require a thumbnail sketch opposed to 500-page novel. Too often we do not see history beyond the timeline. But a well-written obit—one with cadence and poetry that is equal parts hilarious, sentimental, mysterious, wacky, and sometimes, near criminal—considers history from a more personal POV.  And did I mention the near-nothing time commitment?

Learn everything you’ve ever wanted to know about everyone you’ve never met—but probably should have—in three of my favorite books on the fascinating and oddball world of obituaries and those who write them.

The Economist Book of Obituaries  

 

 

Obit: Inspiring Stories of Ordinary People Who Led Extroadinary Lives

The Dead Beat: Lost Souls, Lucky Stiffs and the Perverse Pleasures of Obituaries ()

Chess, Mates! Bobby Fischer Posthumously Resurfaces…

Good yarn alert! Word on the street is that HBO has spun another winner, folks. This time around it is the compelling new documentary Bobby Fischer Against the World, which premiers tonight at 9 p.m. EST and kicks off the network’s documentary Summer Series. Early reviews mark this one as a winner—a captivating look at a compelling and controversial character. In this case, one the most bewildering figures of the 20th century, Bobby Fischer; a brilliant chess prodigy who became a grandmaster in his teens (the youngest in history), took on Boris Spassky in 1972, and retreated into seclusion except for the rare occasions he would pop up and puzzle the world with bizarre antics and erratic behavior.

 

Director Liz Garbus has earned raves for her skilled direction—and I have no doubt she deserves every kudo. But let’s be honest, I could be behind the lens of this one and have a decent shot of making it serviceably watchable. Fischer is that interesting—and troubling.  Mad genius? Boy wonder? Tragic figure? Check it out and let me know what you think... 

Great Book Alert! Hellhound on His Trail: The Stalking of Martin Luther King, Jr. and the International Hunt for His Assassin

My entire life I was convinced that books were my passion until I realized that they were the porthole to my real passion—history. (What gave it away, I wonder…the documentary collection, the repeated readings of Shelby Foote’s Civil War trilogy, the college major?).

On the book front, I’ve been on a roll lately. Somehow—and I honestly don't know how this happened—I missed Hellhound on His Trail: The Stalking of Martin Luther King, Jr. and the International Hunt for His Assassin when it was released last year. And shame on me. Needless to say I’ve made up for lost time and devoured the non-fiction thriller in three days. 

Author Hampton Sides (Ghost Soldiers, Blood and Thunder, Americana) is a truly proficient storyteller and at top of his game with the hold-your-breath Hellhound—a lightning-quick account of the months leading up to and the aftermath of the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. All three of book’s principal characters—a human King; his assassin, the enigmatic James Earl Ray, and J. Edgar Hoover, a riddle who for years waged his own campaign to bring down the Civil Rights leader, but instead would be tasked with hunting down his killer. A riveting three-parter, Hellhound does the impossible—it humanizes King, while giving us a glimpse into the troubled Ray, who not only engineered an ingenious escape from prison (he was on the lam when he shot King), but very nearly evaded justice for one of the most notorious slayings in history. 

Sides is at his best when describing the moments following King’s killing (a brutal, sometimes beautiful rendering by the author), the night after his now prophetic Mountaintop Speech, when he said “Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord!” 

My one quibble (maybe) is that Hellhound is a little thin on Ray’s motives for killing King beyond racist comments and a connection to George Wallace’s presidential campaign—a shortcoming Sides compensates for with a compelling story and meticulous reporting. 


I encourage you to read all about it in the book! And please leave a comment to recommend what I should be reading…

O, No! Please Don't Go!

T-minus four episodes before the Oprah Show takes a final bow, and this armchair historian has been glued to the tube every day at 4 o’clock to see what’s coming down the pike (Oprah pays the mortgages of every member in the audience, then takes care of the national debt?).

OK, so the ramp-up to Oprah’s big farewell has been a little much, even for me (a total sap).  Which marketing genius did Harpo get to create those curtain call promos, anyway—the “remember-when” montages featuring O audiences shrieking like jungle monkeys, crying like babies, and rocking out to whoever their Leader has managed to coax on stage after a 30-year absence, six months in rehab, a stint in prison, and other drama that only Oprah has access to. (Watch out, Nike, you’ve got competition of the advertising gold variety.)

This season has been a non-stop promo for OWN, a parade of celebs worshiping at the altar of Oprah, and more “A ha” moments than I ever thought I’d see in my lifetime. Oprah pulled out all the stops to outdo herself (the only person who could—and did, revealing to the world a long lost sister!). She even managed to make amends with James Frey for heaven’s sake, by offering up an apology—and a not-so subtle treatise on the evils of leading from your Ego—years after publicly stoning the man. 

While the idolatry for Oprah borders on unhealthy, her influence on popular culture and her place in social history is unequaled. Detractors might say, “Well, she’s only one person. She hasn’t cured cancer or anything.” True, but here’s the point: a whole lot of people have faith that she—Oprah, not the president (who many believe is occupying the Oval Office thanks to O’s endorsement)—has this kind of power. We’re talking real sway, people. And, like her or not, she uses it—for good.  In my world, this forgives all other talk show trespasses. (Remember when Oprah shared the same demo as Maury?) Like it or not, the world has witnessed Oprah make history (many times over).

Here, a few of The Oprah Show’s greatest hits:

•    Oprah’s Book Club launches (“Night” finally sees the light of a new day...and people dig it!)
•    The Rwandan family reunion
•    The Great Audience Car Giveaway of 1994
•    This season’s “Ultimate Favorite Things” two-parter (I wonder if the one guy in the audience commanding the attention of Camera B ever recovered?)
•    Oprah’s bra intervention (thanks to this episode, I am actually wearing a bra that fits, and you probably are too)
•    Oprah drops a bombshell (back the truck up Oprah, you have a half-sister you never knew about?)
•    Oprah reveals she was a victim of childhood sexual abuse, starting a national discussion
•    World, meet Dr. Phil

 What’s your favorite O(MG!) moment? Please post a comment and share with us!