Monday, May 8
\”Mizlansky/ Zilinsky\” by Jon Robin Baitz is a play about two Hollywood types you don\’t read about in fan magazines or see at Academy Award presentations.
\”Mizlansky/ Zilinsky\” by Jon Robin Baitz is a play about two Hollywood types you don\’t read about in fan magazines or see at Academy Award presentations.
When Roberto Benigni won the grand prize at Cannes for his Holocaust tragicomedy, \”Life is Beautiful,\” he rushed to the stage and kissed the feet of juror Martin Scorsese.
Cult filmmaker Sarah Jacobson can one-up any L.A. Jewish reader who felt like an outcast in high school.
\”Mizlansky/ Zilinsky\” by Jon Robin Baitz is a play about two Hollywood types you don\’t read about in fan magazines or see at Academy Award presentations.
Before Robbie Baitz was Jon Robin Baitz, the playwright, he was, in his words, \”a smart-ass little spoiled Beverly Hills snot\” who worked as a gofer for a couple of Hollywood con artists. Rather than sensibly going East to college, he had elected to remain in Los Angeles to glean some life experience, and so had fallen in with \”a den of thieves,\” he says.
\”I tell you, there was never a trip like this before. The motives are terribly sad, but we are going to have a lot of fun. This is another dimension of history.\” With these words, Arnost Lustig and Jan Wiener, both Jewish survivors of the Shoah, embark on a trip to the Europe of their childhoods, documented in the film \”Fighter.\” Premiering at the Los Angeles Independent Film Festival, \”Fighter\” is a unique exploration of both the Holocaust and the Communist era of Eastern Europe.
During a pivotal moment in Elan Frank\’s award-winning documentary, \”Blue and White in Red Square,\” a Russian-Israeli looks about his old Moscow neighborhood with an expression of dismay. Eugene had excitedly made the trip home with fellow musicians in the Young Israeli Philharmonic, many of them émigrés returning for the first time to post-Communist Russia. But as the violinist gazed at his decrepit old apartment building, surrounded by garbage and graffiti, his exuberance turned to bitter disappointment. \”I feel like a stranger here,\” he said.
A bubbie standing in front of the colorful mural on the Workman\’s Circle building in West Los Angeles. Shopkeepers on Fairfax Avenue. The Tel Aviv skyline lit by a thousand cars on a freeway at night. These are just a few of the images on display at the Finegood Art Gallery as part of a an exhibit of 100 photos taken by teenagers in Los Angeles and Tel Aviv.\n\n
In a gated community high above Los Angeles, Tony Curtis is holding court in the foyer of his two-story house in the shady corner of a cul-de-sac. Wearing white shorts and Birkenstocks, he is reclining on the staircase like a prince from one of his early movies. His famous blue eyes peer over spectacles as he simultaneously signs bills, rejects scripts, answers the telephone, and coordinates two assistants, a housekeeper, and sundry deliverymen.
For Dr. Jonathan Friedlander, the photography exhibit at UCLA\’s Fowler Museum of Cultural History evokes vivid memories of the Sunday morning in 1991 he arrived at the central bus station in Be\’er Sheva and discovered a place where worlds collide.




