Friends from out of town frequently ask me what it's like living in Manhattan. Some of them find it overwhelming -- even intimidating -- and they wonder if I feel like I'm able to take advantage of all it has to offer. The short answer is no. But that doesn't mean I don't try.
Despite my working nights and weekends (how's that for a challenge?), Michael and I were able to catch a screening of Jean-Luc Godard's groundbreaking film "A bout de souffle" ("Breathless") over at the Film Forum this past Saturday night. (Has there ever been a woman more beautiful than Jean Seberg?)
Shamefully, I had only seen the widely panned 1983 remake (I was 16 when it came out and it did star a usually naked Richard Gere -- figure it out), so I was eager to fill this gaping hole in my cinematic resume. Leave it to Manhattan to come through for me. (Now I get the Jeff Daniels line at the end of "The Squid and the Whale"!) 
Sure, I could have rented it at the video store a thousand times over by now. But going to revivals at rundown movie houses is what New York life is all about, isn't it? Little did I know when I saw Dez running the projector at the Bleeker Street Cinema when I was a kid that you couldn't actually afford to live here on that kind of salary.
Now for every great film, play, book reading, concert and party you did actually make it to, on any given night there are at least a dozen or more that you missed. Case in point last night's "Celebrity Autobiography" reading at the Triad Theater. This description in the Daily News was almost enough for me to quit my job so I wouldn't have to miss the fun: Comedians Rachel Dratch, Will Forte, Sherri Shepherd, Jason Sudeikis and Kristen Wiig take the stage for an encore of of "Celebrity Autobiography," reading from the memoirs of famous people -- from Britney Spears to Burt Reynolds. (Kristen Wiig reading Britney's autobiography??? Did I die and go to heaven?)Oh, Manhattan! She's my kind of town ...
Watch the adorable trailer for "A bout de souffle" ici:
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