Notes from the Village
In my mind, Icall him Mr. Droopy Pants, my elderly neighbor who shuffles down thehall every morning to steal my paper, his orange toupee askew.
In my mind, Icall him Mr. Droopy Pants, my elderly neighbor who shuffles down thehall every morning to steal my paper, his orange toupee askew.
For the next five Tuesdays, Sephardic TempleTifereth Israel will commemorate Israel\’s 50 years of independence,with free screenings of films produced in the nation or celebratingmoments in its history.
Chances are, like most people, you\’ve got an ideafor a blockbuster motion picture playing in your head. The troubleis, you don\’t even know how to buy film. That\’s where Dov S-S Simenssteps in.
Jewish filmmakers descended on this snowy townlast month for their annual 11-day-long holiday ritual of schmoozing,skiing and screenings, better known as the Sundance FilmFestival.
Television and film star George Clooney presents Leslie Moonves with the Sherrill C. Corwin Human Relations Award.\n
The peace process is stalled, pluralism issues remain unresolved and the Netanyahu government is in turmoil. But organizers of a major, star-studded 50th anniversary tribute to Israel later this year are focusing their attention on celebration, not contention. Indeed, a rare in-gathering of major Hollywood celebrities, Jewish communal officials and organizational leaders has come together to mark Israel\’s first half century.
This was thestory that had everything: a suffering, underdog people, outnumberedand surrounded by enemies, old and new, battling insuperable odds totriumph in a desert they had made bloom. It was \”Rocky\” before\”Rocky,\” and Hollywood knew a good story when they saw it.
Hollywood Memorial Park is the cemetery of the stars, and rightnow it is starring in a cliffhanger of its own.
Beth Olam Cemetery in Hollywood, one of the most venerable and historical Jewish cemeteries in Southern California, is in danger of being abandoned and padlocked.
In every other Mickey Rooney-Judy Garland movie, there came apoint when one or the other would pipe up with, \”Hey, kids, let\’s puton a show,\” followed by a glitzy Hollywood production number.