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>Friday’s Weekly Round-Up 19


So, more On The Road movie updates. It seems now almost certain that the movie will have a Fall 2011/early 2012 debut, not a Cannes May 2011 unveiling, as had first been thought. Similarly, director Walter Salles’ original vision of a film solely in black-and-white, something, according to indieWIRE, he had “valiantly campaigned for”, seems to have been jettisoned for a full-color movie. Jose Rivera, the screenwriter, let slip on Canadian television, shortly after the wrap-up in shooting, at the end of last year, that, “there’s a lot of the original book still in the screenplay, still in the film”, “but also I brought in lots of other things, like there’s a lot of poems of Ginsberg (sic), there’s material from Bill Burroughs, there’s stuff from Neal Cassady..” Rivera’s is far from the only hand: “Before I got involved there were at least eight different screenwriters involved in On The Road including Francis Ford Coppola.. and Francis’ son Roman Coppola also wrote drafts.. ”Rivera tells City tv. The full interview can be seen again here.

Meanwhile, over at NYU – “James Franco To Teach Class At NYU” – “This year’s Academy Awards co-host will offer a third-year graduate class on adapting poetry into short films at the Tisch School of the Arts”, the Hollywood Reporter reports.

So there’s the movies and there’s the real world. Poet Tom Clark has always been firmly located in the latter. Beyond the Pale (sic), his unique and extraordinary blog, juxtaposes carefully selected and always stunning visual imagery with equally carefully chosen and always provocative poetry texts (refreshed and renewed every night). Of late, he’s been following the on-going horrors in Japan with a typically unflinching eye. In this post here, he “illustrates” Allen’s “Plutonian Ode”.

Remember the Allen tattoo ? – Well, here’s another one.


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>Allen Tattoo

>The first time I met Allen Ginsberg was around  1991, when I was an undergrad at Carnegie Mellon. We had been studying  Howl and he came to read. I was young and awestruck while standing in a  small auditorium watching this crazy old guy with a big beard chanting  “ohhhh, suck tit, suck tit, suck cock suck cock, suck clit, suck prick  but don’t smoke nicotine.” He was dancing around like a loon and banging  two sticks together. I remember giggling and thinking, “so THIS is  higher education”. Afterwards he signed a book for me.   Next time I met him was around 1996,  shortly before his death. I  was at 30 Rockefeller Center on the eighth floor, where I was working as  a cue card guy for Saturday Night Live (my on again/ off again job for  15 years). I was in a cramped, unventilated hallway printing away with  toxic ink when my co-worker whispered, “look to your left.” I did, and  there, a few feet away, stood Allen Ginsberg and David Bowie. My  co-worker, a college buddy at ease with this sort of sighting,  introduced himself and asked the pair if they would say hello to his  girlfriend on the telephone. They happily agreed and chatted with a  stranger for maybe five minutes. Afterward, I told Allen Ginsberg that I  was a big fan and mentioned the reading at CMU five years earlier. I  asked him if he recalled dancing and banging sticks together while  singing “don’t smoke, suck cock.” He smiled the kindest smile and said,  “I can’t say I recall that, but it sounds about right.” I shook his hand  and that was it.  So, about a year ago I was rereading America and was just blown  away by it. I just found it much more beautiful than I remembered. So, I  got the first and last lines tattooed on my inner arm.

The back story to the above tattoo was recently posted on The Word Made Flesh blog.”The first time I met Allen Ginsberg..”

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