Friday, May 19, 2006


Note to Spalding Gray


Not that I know much about blogging, but it seems to me that it was Spalding (1941-2004) who started the whole idea of telling your personal story, with details, to an audience of strangers. Remember how he spoke about his wife/girlfriend, Rene(?), and about their problems at home? And about his money problems and house repair problems and everyday walking down the street kinds of problems and issues? It was voyeuristic to listen to it and read it. A racy, odd, interesting peek into the life of a somewhat famous person.

Blogging somehow owes a debt to him. I'm not much good at "I ate such and such today at blah blah blah restaurant, the waiter was x and the food was y....so and so isn't very good in bed...i'm waiting for a call from my agent..." etc. etc. etc. and one more, etc. However, I think the whole idea of telling the truth of events, or what could be construed as truth with humor about one's daily life activities came out of the Spalding Gray method whether we realize it or not. He did it well. Photo above was taken somewhere near the Cupping Room, if I recall. Most of you wouldn't remember Soho looking like this but it wasn't so sanitized before the mid 90s. My small black purse sitting there next to him. Elegant and sweet he was.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Tim Roth and British dentistry



To put it as nicely as I can, Tim Roth's son had a mouthful of cavities when he showed up to live with his father on the set of Bodies, Rest, and Motion. Now that the boy is safely an adult, and in charge of his own affairs, I'm sure he's doing much better. Successful as he was as an actor at the time, I found it odd that Roth couldn't manage the upkeep of his child's basic health needs. It took an entire summer to fill the boy's cavities. The dentist gave Hedi, Tim's assistant (seen here standing) a beeper so that she could whisk the kid in every time there was a free half hour of time in the dentist's chair. It was pretty bad. And today I read this in the new york times. Well, I guess it wasn't Tim's fault.