Professional Documents
Culture Documents
1 1, 2016
JA NUARY 11, 2016
FICTION
ANNE Carson 60 “1 = 1”
THE CRITICS
A CRITIC AT LARGE
THOMAS Mallon 63 The rise of the radical right.
BOOKS
69 Briefly Noted
MUSICAL EVENTS
ALEX Ross 70 Igor Levit and Evgeny Kissin.
POEMS
Frank x. Gaspar 27 “Quahogs”
Jane VanDenburgh 56 “When Grace at the Bliss Café Calls”
DRAWINGS Kim Warp, Farley Katz, Will McPhail, Benjamin Schwartz, Liana Finck, Charlie Hankin,
Edward Steed, Joe Dator, Paul Noth, William Haefeli, Roz Chast, Tom Cheney, Tom Chitty, David
Borchart, Tom Toro, Barbara Smaller, David Sipress, Jack Ziegler SPOTS Pablo Amargo
Sarah Larson (THE TALK OF THE TOWN, P. 20) is a roving cultural correspondent
for newyorker.com. Her recent interview with Aziz Ansari can be heard on
Episode 11 of “The New Yorker Radio Hour.”
Tad Friend (“THE MOGUL OF THE MIDDLE,” P. 36) has been a staf writer since 1998.
He is the author of “Lost in Mongolia” and “Cheerful Money: Me, My Family,
and the Last Days of Wasp Splendor,” a memoir.
Ben Lerner (“THE CUSTODIANS,” P. 50) is a 2015 MacArthur Fellow. His monograph,
“The Hatred of Poetry,” will be out this summer.
Jane Vandenburgh (POEM, P. 56), a novelist, is the author of five books, including
“A Pocket History of Sex in the Twentieth Century: A Memoir.”
Nick Paumgarten (“THE WALL DANCER,” P. 30) has been writing for The New Yorker
since 2000.
Simon Rich (SHOUTS & MURMURS, P. 28) has written several works of fiction,
including “Spoiled Brats,” a collection of stories.
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The Public Theatre takes its art-for-all mission seriously, and, since 2005, its “Under the Radar” festival
has been an essential showcase of the avant-garde. Programmed by Mark Russell and Meiyin Wang, it NIGHT LIFE | THE THEATRE
has welcomed artists from places as far-flung (and free-expression-averse) as Belarus; this year’s festival, movies | DANCE | art
Jan. 6-17, features companies from Chile, Japan, and Rwanda. But you don’t always need to look abroad to
classical music
find perception-altering voices. The South Asian trans performance duo DarkMatter was formed by two
New Yorkers, Alok Vaid-Menon and Janani Balasubramanian. In “#ItGetsBitter” (at Joe’s Pub, Jan. 12-14), they ABOVE & BEYOND
offer a cheeky radical-queer critique of the gay-rights movement, employing spoken word, fractured FOOD & DRINK
nursery rhymes, and fluorescent lipstick: an urgent, funny dispatch from the margins.
p h oto g r a p h by Z a n e Z h o u
NIGHT IFE
Rock and Pop “Be Real” for a primer on what he Alan Licht years ago, she was playing bebop
Musicians and night-club proprietors does best. Mustard played hits before This experimental guitarist and music on Fifty-second Street; today, she’s
lead complicated lives; it’s advisable he made them, and specializes in the writer (his exquisite coffee-table book, one of the high priestesses of clas-
to check in advance to confirm sounds of summer—if the unsea- “Sound Art,” traces the convergence of sic cabaret, serving up standards
engagements. sonable mildness holds, you might music and the visual arts) is celebrating burnished bright by way of her
hit Output’s rooftop for one of its the release of a genial new album called marvellous musicianship and noble
Classic Album Sundays: treasured slushies. (74 Wythe Ave., “Currents.” The record’s eight acoustic presence as a sophisticated survivor.
Carole King Brooklyn. outputclub.com. Jan. 8.) guitar instrumentals are subtle and (Birdland, 315 W. 44th St. 212-581-
“Nobody appreciates the impact of highly accessible, employing drones, 3080. Jan. 9.)
Carole King’s ‘Tapestry,’ least of all Federation Sound altered tunings, and a forceful delivery
Carole King,” Martin Scorsese recently Spanish Town is a storied land in the that evokes guitar masters like John Al Foster’s Birthday Bash
quipped to Lin-Manuel Miranda and parish of St. Catherine in Jamaica. Fahey and Richard Thompson. Like He may never achieve the name rec-
others at the New Museum. Colleen Grace Jones was born there, and so was those of his progenitors, Licht’s best ognition of such fellow-percussionists
Murphy, founder of this charming Chronixx, the twenty-three-year-old songs achieve a rare combination of as Art Blakey or Max Roach, yet
record club and one of the more reggae revivalist who eulogizes the exhilaration and peace. Opening will Foster was the man that the likes
than twenty-five million people who neighborhood on his latest record, be the Americana-tinged balladeer of Miles Davis, Sonny Rollins,
own the record, might have smirked “Spanish Town Rocking.” The record’s Zachary Cale and the enchanting and Joe Henderson called upon
with the director had she overheard. downbeat guitar and idle patois harpist Mary Lattimore. (Union when they needed a telepathically
Murphy started Classic Album Sun- harmonies recall Bunny Wailer and Pool, 484 Union Ave., Brooklyn. responsive drummer to churn up
days in London in 2010, gathering Dennis Brown’s sweetest songs, and 718-609-0484. Jan. 6.) the action from behind. The ex-
friends and fellow sound obsessives conjure a sanguine alternate music plosive rhythm-maker celebrates
to listen to beloved albums in their time line where the hardened reggae Cass McCombs his seventy-third birthday at the
entirety, distraction-free and over a offshoot dancehall never swept the This month, the folk guitarist and helm of a solid quartet. (Smoke,
professional sound system—and it eighties. The prolific New York d.j.s songwriter McCombs shared a mas- 2751 Broadway, between 105th and
wasn’t long before the former New Max Glazer and Kenny Meez, known sive compilations album, “A Folk Set 106th Sts. 212-864-6662. Jan. 8-10.)
Yorker launched additional branches, collectively as Federation Sound, Apart: Rarities, B-Sides, and Space
including one in Brooklyn. The next premièred the record this December Junk, Etc.,” on Domino. He’s spent Ali Jackson
installment will revisit King’s 1971 during their regular slot on Red Bull’s the past decade or so wandering Best recognized for his work with
folk-pop masterwork across five RBMA Radio, and it’s just the kind between California and New York, the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra,
cities this January, in anticipation of of thick and hazy roots music they seeking inspiration for slow-marching, the confident and adaptable drummer
the record’s forty-fifth anniversary. bring to the Delancey on Thursdays, melancholy rumination: “Empty Jackson leads a five-piece ensemble
“Tapestry” is still worth every one cover free. “Strictly roots and culture houses and family plots / so why’s my in a tribute to the classic quintets
of the forty-four minutes attendees play ’pon I station,” Chronixx declares, stomach all in knots?” he wonders into of a sweeping range of jazz icons,
will devote to it: King stripped adult and the Federation selectors will his chest on 2011’s “Saturday Song.” including Louis Armstrong, Art
contemporary to its bare elements follow suit, spinning an all-vinyl set This latest batch of tunes delivers Blakey, Miles Davis, and the epochal
of affecting concepts and seamless of reggae classics. Beware the Wray on its promise—five are previously duo of Dizzy Gillespie and Charlie
melodies so well that “It’s Too & Nephew specials if you’ve never unreleased; the rest are ephemeral Parker. (Jazz Standard, 116 E. 27th
Late” will escape cliché for as long sampled the Jamaican rum. (168 one-offs. The songs stick because St. 212-576-2232. Jan. 7-10.)
as couples really do try to make it. Delancey St. 212-254-9920. Jan. 7.) they’re so lived in: McCombs has
Good Room’s fusty décor is just cozy been loyal to the road long enough to Nicholas Payton
enough for this listening party; the Honduras pull off the 2009 B-side “Minimum His bands have gotten considerably
d.j. Ron Like Hell will press Play. These Brooklyn rockers dish out Wage,” a loafer anthem about living more compact, and he’s assigned
(98 Meserole Ave., Greenpoint. rattling punk that’s easy to love: with no chores or phones. If you plan himself plenty more to do, but it
718-349-2373. Jan. 10 at 4.) quick-hit, warmly juvenile guitar licks to attend this headlining gig, buy all seems to be working for the
and jangling drums that stomp up some merch. (Bowery Ballroom, 6 multitasking Payton, a swaggering
D.J. Mustard from underneath. The lead singer, Delancey St. 212-260-4700. Jan. 7.) trumpeter who now, in the company
Let’s tackle the most pressing issues Patrick Phillips, performs with a 3 of just a bassist and a drummer, has
first: he was born Dijon McFarlane, nihilistic edge that updates the Sex also taken to playing keyboards and
and he owns at least one diamond Pistols well, but the guitarist Tyson Jazz and Standards singing. (Dizzy’s Club Coca-Cola,
pendant styled after a Heinz bottle. Moore will cite originators like the George Cables Broadway at 60th St. 212-258-9595.
But this prolific producer and d.j. gets Saints and the Heartbreakers if It can take decades for a journeyman Jan. 7.)
more accolades for his ubiquitous, you ask him about influences. The musician to evolve into, and subse-
pop-dominating sound pack than he best moments of the band’s début, quently be regarded as, a near-master: Ken Vandermark
does for his awesome stage name. “Rituals,” drag Phillips’s vocals out consider the case of the estimable Becoming a MacArthur Fellow, in 1999,
Mustard stumbled into success front, and fast: “Barricades” cracks pianist Cables. He’s joined here didn’t noticeably change the game
alongside his rapping partner YG open with eight counts of galloping by the same compatriots—Essiet plan for this far-seeing saxophonist
and his fellow producer and vocalist snares, dives through some crashing Essiet, on bass, and Victor Lewis, and clarinet player; he still makes
Ty Dolla $ign: the trio bridged the waves of guitar, and then clears the on drums—who were heard on his Chicago his home and remains as
hyphy bounce of California’s Bay room again for Phillips to casually most recent album, the celebratory committed to the jazz avant-garde
Area with melodies just as galvanic warn, “Don’t look me in the eye.” It’s “In Good Company.” (Village Van- as he has been since his emergence,
as any Swedish mega-producer’s to beach punk by city kids, an age-old guard, 178 Seventh Ave. S., at 11th in the early nineties. His New York
crystallize a sound that would fuel inversion lapped up by critics and St. 212-255-4037. Jan. 5-10.) residency finds collaborative space
night-club sets and high-school fans alike, even if the band drove for such questing players as Joe
dances across America. Just sample upstate to lay the songs down. Barbara Carroll Morris, Ikue Mori, and Joe McPhee.
Omarion’s inescapable “Post to Be” (Mercury Lounge, 217 E. Houston It’s been a long strange trip for this (The Stone, E. 2nd St. & Ave. C.
or Kid Ink and Dej Loaf’s haunting St. 212-260-4700. Jan. 9.) pianist and singer. Seventy or so 212-473-0043. Jan. 5-10.)
Skeleton Crew
In the final chapter of Dominique Morisseau’s
In Thomas Middleton and William Rowley’s tragedy, a woman asks her father’s servant to kill her fiancé. “Detroit” trilogy, directed by Ruben Santiago-
Hudson, the workers at an auto plant face the
threat of foreclosure. In previews. (Atlantic
Stage 2, at 330 W. 16th St. 866-811-4111.)
jacobean chic 3
Red Bull Theatre kicks of its season of scandal with “The Changeling.” Now Playing
The Color Purple
In this musical version of Alice Walker’s 1982 novel,
centuries before it was an ill-advised soft drink, Red Bull was a theatre in Cynthia Erivo plays Celie, a poor, obscure, and
blighted black woman living in the South in the
Shakespeare’s England, a lesser-known competitor to the Globe. Starting around 1606, it early twentieth century. More or less sold of as
was the home of Queen Anne’s Men, whose raucous spectators, sometimes provoked by an adolescent to Mister (Isaiah Johnson), Celie
what they saw onstage, often wound up in court for brawling. (Picture a Jacobean CBGB.) has no defenders, and thus no love, until Shug
Avery (Jennifer Hudson), an itinerant blues singer,
The Puritans banned all theatre in 1642, but didn’t quite succeed: the place was frequently appears. It takes a director with John Doyle’s vi-
raided for illegally hosting “drolls,” or comic sketches. The playhouse oicially reopened sionary capabilities to dispense with the “Mamba’s
after the Restoration, but it was torn down within the decade. Oh, well. Daughters” aspect of Celie’s story and, instead,
exercise empathy, critical distance, and an openness
Fittingly, this hotbed of transgression has a namesake Of Broadway. Since 2003, Red to lives and cultures other than his own. By not
Bull Theatre has devoted itself to stylish mountings of the classics, with a nose for the falling prey to the story’s periodic sentimentality,
perverse. The company’s ostensible mission is to stage plays with “heightened language”—a Doyle has created a theatrical world that’s fresh,
vital, and unexpected, and Erivo is central to his
draw for actors—but, under the artistic direction of Jesse Berger, its sleek, runway-ready work: her Celie is not a noble survivor but a
productions specialize in those old standbys sex and violence, typically culminating in a stubborn, intelligent force, who is well aware of
cascade of blood. Naturally, Jacobean drama plays to the company’s strengths: it has staged her own wit and wariness. (Reviewed in our issue
of 1/4/16.) (Jacobs, 242 W. 45th St. 212-239-6200.)
punky renditions of “The Revenger’s Tragedy,” in 2005 (poison!); “The Witch of Edmonton,”
in 2011 (black magic!); and, last spring, “ ’Tis Pity She’s a Whore” (incest!). But the troupe Fiddler on the Roof
also tackles modern classics, notably Jean Genet’s “The Maids,” in 2012, featuring the superb Danny Burstein is one of the best character actors
we have, a performer of depth and ease, but he’s
stage actresses Jeanine Serralles and Ana Reeder. As usual, it all looked smashing. not a star, and a star is what’s required to put this
Perhaps redundantly, Red Bull is calling its new lineup a “season of scandal,” show over. Based on Sholem Aleichem’s great
beginning with Thomas Middleton and William Rowley’s 1622 tragedy, “The stories about shtetl life in Russia, this classic
adaptation works on many levels, thanks to Jerry
Changeling,” playing at the Lucille Lortel through Jan. 24. (The season continues, Bock’s music, Sheldon Harnick’s lyrics, and Joseph
in April, with Richard Brinsley Sheridan’s gossip-minded comedy “The School for Stein’s excellent book. Tevye (Burstein) prays
Scandal.”) In Berger’s staging of “The Changeling,” Sara Topham plays the unhappily that his five daughters will find happiness in a
changing world, but how do you allow for that
betrothed Beatrice, who asks her father’s loathsome servant De Flores (Manoel Felciano) when the old ways must be smashed for them to
to dispatch her fiancé, freeing her up to marry Alsemero (Christian Coulson). His price do so? Jessica Hecht plays Tevye’s wife, Golde,
for doing the deed, he informs her: “thy virginity.” Arson, lunacy, and murder have the and she’s as good as Burstein, but she, too, lacks
the lustre to make Bartlett Sher’s production
day. It would make Queen Anne’s Men proud. as special as it should be. (Broadway Theatre,
—Michael Schulman Broadway at 53rd St. 212-239-6200.)
In Corneliu Porumboiu’s “The Treasure,” opening Jan. 8, a hunt for a hidden inheritance in a suburb of Bucharest sheds light on Romanian history and politics.
Opera
Metropolitan Opera
Franco Zeffirelli’s masterly production
of Puccini’s “La Bohème,” now deep
into its fourth decade, continues to
cast an irresistible spell. Bryan Hymel,
the rapidly rising tenor from New
Orleans with a voice of heroic stature,
takes the role of Rodolfo, leading a
cast that also includes Maria Agresta,
Susanna Phillips, and Quinn Kelsey;
Dan Ettinger conducts. (Jan. 6 at
7:30 and Jan. 9 at 8.) • Jeremy Sams’s
production of Johann Strauss II’s
Lauren Worsham and John Kelly star in David T. Little’s devastating opera “Dog Days,” at N.Y.U.’s Skirball Center. “Die Fledermaus” maximizes the
operetta’s Viennese milieu by setting
the action on New Year’s Eve, 1899.
But the forced fun that marred the
fully committed production’s première, in 2013, has
given way to a lighter, more confident
The Prototype Festival redefines contemporary opera. touch from Susanna Phillips, Paulo
Szot, Toby Spence, Lucy Crowe,
and the delightful Susan Graham
amidst the general uncertainty of New York’s operatic scene, the Prototype (who sports a spiky white wig as
the Russian prince Orlofsky). Betsy
Festival, an annual explosion of youthful energy spearheaded by Beth Morrison Projects and Wolfe and Christopher Fitzgerald,
the experimental theatre space HERE, has built a clearly defined profile: brash, socially engaged, in the speaking roles of Ida and
and substantially post-classical. This year’s lineup of seven productions, ofered Jan. 6-17 at a Frosch, bring plenty of dizzy, con-
tagious energy to the show; James
variety of progressive venues, acknowledges the expanding ambitions of the singer-songwriter Levine. (Jan. 7 at 7:30. This is the
community with such shows as “Sága,” a plaintive theatrical song cycle presented by the Belgian final performance.) • Georges Bizet’s
indie band Dez Mona and the period-instrument ensemble Baroque Orchestration X (at splendorous Orientalist fantasy from
1863, “Les Pêcheurs de Perles”
National Sawdust). But three shows from classical composers are the most boldly innovative: (“The Pearl Fishers”)—in which the
each partakes of the dark, dystopian mood that saturates popular culture, and the news cycle. composer first showed the kind of
The hardy souls who travelled to Montclair, New Jersey, in 2012 to see the first performances talent that would propel “Carmen”
to renown only a few years later—is
of David T. Little’s “Dog Days” know that those attending the New York première of the show being presented at the Met for the
(at N.Y.U.’s Skirball Center) will get a chance to experience the power of a modern classic. first time in a century, in a production
The fantastic original cast (including the Tony-nominated soprano Lauren Worsham) has by Penny Woolcock. The radiant
Diana Damrau is the Hindu princess
reconvened to relay the shattering story, about an ordinary American family facing starvation Leïla, with Matthew Polenzani and
and moral collapse in the midst of an unspecified apocalypse. The trenchant but elegantly Mariusz Kwiecień as the old friends
phrased libretto is by Royce Vavrek—the indie Hofmannsthal—who has also collaborated with who each desire her; Gianandrea
Noseda, always a potent presence on
the eclectic young composer Du Yun for “Angel’s Bone,” a world-première work (at the 3LD Art the Met’s podium, conducts. (Jan. 8 and
& Technology Center) which uses a fablelike tale of angels coming down to earth as a metaphor Jan. 12 at 7:30.) • In “Anna Bolena,”
for the real-life problem of human traicking. There’s a distinguished import as well, from the Donizetti’s fanciful take on Tudor
history, Henry VIII entraps his
gifted Irish team of the composer Donnacha Dennehy, whose vibrantly post-minimalist music second wife with a former lover in
has a kinship with Little’s, and the playwright Enda Walsh (“Once”): “The Last Hotel,” a grim order to have her executed. Earlier
parable about assisted suicide, in its U.S. première (at St. Ann’s Warehouse). Might next year’s this season, Sondra Radvanovsky
gave a towering performance as the
festival include a comedy? wronged queen; Ildar Abdrazakov
—Russell Platt sang the king with thuggish authority;
above beyond
Three Kings Day Parade room fare and giving new dimension meated the literary community. Its and sharing funny anecdotes that
For many New Yorkers, the holiday and scope to a potentially arduous title toys with the imagery associated elicit as many winces as they do
season doesn’t end with the calendar planning process. In partnership with poetry readings, which take laughs. Black will read from his
year. El Día de los Reyes, or Three with the world’s largest alternative place in rooms with white walls and latest novel and answer questions
Kings Day, gives children one last wedding resource, Offbeat Bride, almost entirely white inhabitants. from the audience. (BookCourt, 163
grab at gifts on the twelfth day of Lovesick gathers more than thirty-five Much of Spahr’s work examines Court Street, Brooklyn. 718-875-3677.
Christmas, marking the Biblical independent wedding venders and subjects this broad—9/11, Occupy Jan. 8 at 7.)
adoration of Jesus by the Three planners, who want to outfit your Wall Street, her years spent living
Wise Men. The thirty-ninth annual big day with winking attractions in Hawaii—and “White Room” Francesca Capone
Three Kings Day Parade in East like screen-print stations, custom succeeds at framing a vast topic Capone enjoys both visual art and
Harlem invites families to join a ice-cream flavors, and flowers grown through its most concrete elements: experimental literature as mediums.
morning procession through the specifically for the occasion. Those the article examines the M.F.A. Her “Writing in Threads” exhibit,
neighborhood, starting on the cor- inclined will find live performances, and Ph.D. markets, in an attempt shown last fall at the 99¢ gallery,
ner of 106th Street and Lexington free food and drinks, giveaways, sur- to answer the “constant question” explored the intersections between
Avenue and ending at 115th Street prises, and—the organizers stress—a it poses. The writers Tisa Bryant, writing and weaving. The accompa-
at Park Avenue. Attractions include “gay-friendly, guy-friendly, unicorn- Christopher Stackhouse, and others nying book, published by Printed
live camels, colorful puppets, musical friendly, actually-super-fun” atmo- will read from the text, and offer Matter, invites fifteen writers to
performances from local bands, and sphere. (Red Hook Labs, 133 Imlay their own proposals. (Poetry Project, interpret Capone’s own weavings,
traditional Puerto Rican food. El St., Brooklyn. lovesickexpo.com. 131 E. 10th St. 212-674-0910. created during her residency at the
Museo del Barrio hosts the parade, Jan. 9 at 11.) Jan. 6 at 8.) Anni and Josef Albers Foundation.
and offers free admission throughout She will read selections from “Writing
the day. (elmuseo.org. Jan. 6 at 11.) Readings and Talks Michael Ian Black in Threads” and discuss the physical
“White Room” The celebrated standup comedian forms of the written word with the
Lovesick Expo Last September, the Los Angeles and Times best-selling author photographer Erica Baum, who takes
Burlesque dancers, eccentric facial Review of Books published Juliana has turned his wickedly deadpan the printed page as her subject of
hair, pounds and pounds of sequins— Spahr and Stephanie Young’s “The brand of humor on himself in his choice, and looks forward to 2016
the sixth annual installment of this Program Era and the Mainly White midlife memoir, “Navel Gazing.” showings at the Guggenheim and
travelling expo showcases the wiliest Room,” which utilized data analysis Black receives a medical diagnosis the Metropolitan Museum. (Zinc
trends in nontraditional weddings, and anecdotal evidence to underscore that forces him to reckon with his Bar, 82 W. 3rd St. 212-477-9462.
shying away from the typical ball- a perceived whiteness that has per- age, examining his family history Jan. 9 at 4:30.)
all dairy-based palate soothers, like a standout kulfi—a nutty, sweet Popsicle of pistachio
and cardamom ice cream—and gulab jamun, cheese dumplings. They tasted like the oiliest
doughnuts you’ve ever had, and came topped with gold leaf and a flower that nobody ate.
—Silvia Killingsworth
the author of “The Third Horseman,” not. For this reason, some scientists pre-
calls it “the famine history forgot.” In fer to call it the Medieval Climatic
part, this is because of what followed it: Anomaly. And today, it appears, the world
the Black Death, which reached Europe as a whole is warmer.
in 1347 and killed a third of the popu- One of the most important insights
lation; and the Hundred Years’ War, which of recent studies is that, when the
was fought between 1337 and 1453, and climate changes, it can do so swiftly
was as brutal a slog as it sounds. Those and relentlessly. It is possible, in a human
THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016 17
lifetime, to see sea levels rise and ice shelves break away, and, become more and more erratic and extreme. A failed mon-
when they do, nothing about what happens next can be taken soon can mean that the rain hasn’t come, or that it has come
for granted. The climate record is full of sudden disasters. in the wrong place for the wrong amount of time. In recent
Studies have also clarified some of the mechanisms of the years, India has experienced droughts but also floods, like the
relationship between climate and shorter-term weather; a one that wreaked havoc in Chennai in December. Last year,
2010 report on the M.W.P., published in the journal Climate in a report on possible monsoon failures, The Economist noted
Dynamics, looked at the connections between the rain in that “immense cloudbursts in Uttarakhand killed over 6,000
Europe, the temperature of the Indo-Pacific warm pool, and people in 2013.” And India’s polluted, particle-heavy air can
the flood levels of the Nile. The Great Famine looks like a make the rain fall harder.
fourteenth-century example of what we now call extreme At the outset of the Great Famine, when peasants first took
weather. We are also learning how, in our own time, chang- the measure of their ruined fields, many of them thought that
ing ocean temperatures can cause shifts in El Niño, the name they were alone—that the disaster was confined to their area.
given to a collection of weather patterns that originate in the Soon, though, as travellers returned or hungry armies passed
Pacific and stretch across the globe; a “Godzilla El Niño” is through, and when the peasants themselves went to market,
credited for the oddly warm weather in the Northeast this and saw how steeply prices were rising, they learned the ex-
winter. We have built cities and economies on assumptions tent of it. “The whole world was troubled,” a chronicler in
about the seasons that may prove unstable. The best models Salzburg wrote. Many peasants took to the road, joining a mi-
we have now project that, as a consequence of climate change, gration to cities, only to die there and be buried in mass graves.
the frequency of extreme-weather events, from superstorms In Paris, priests led barefoot worshippers in processions meant
to droughts, will increase sharply. to show contrition. Seven hundred years later, scientists armed
A particularly alarming prospect is the sustained failure with climate models met with politicians in the same city.
of the South Asian monsoon. The food supply for more than They didn’t need to watch for signs and wonder, as in the days
a billion people relies on the rains of the monsoon season. of the comet of 1315-16. They knew what was coming.
Models suggest that, in the next century, monsoons will —Amy Davidson
FITNESS DEPT. workout before, in 2012, for Disney’s watched all the movies within, like, a
SABERS UP animated film “Brave.”) week.” She had not yet seen the new
Lamb made sure the twenty or so film when she designed the workout,
exercisers had the right equipment: one but “ran to the theatre” as soon as it
yoga mat; two Frisbee-shaped “gliding came out, she said. “I changed some
disks,” for sliding along the floor (these, of the names of the exercises after I
she said, were “a nod to the ice planet”); saw it.”
one toy lightsaber. A latecomer with a Lisa Hufcut, the director of P.R. for
is simply to do away with deferral—make corporations pay postpone a necessary reckoning. The world economy has
taxes on their foreign profits as soon as they’re earned. This changed. The U.S. tax system needs to change, too.
would increase tax revenue in the short term. But it would —James Surowiecki
SISTERS IN LAW
minutes earlier, and the restaurant, in
accordance with law, had locked its doors
and dimmed the lights. The “family
Saudi women are beginning to know their rights. section”—the secluded area for women
that restaurants serving both genders
BY KATHERINE ZOEPF must provide, where female diners who
cover their faces can eat comfortably—
was quiet. Except for a waiter, we had
the place to ourselves. Ferak is slight,
with a lilting voice and a round, be-
spectacled face framed by a tightly
wound black shayla. Head scarves, which
Saudi women typically wear unfastened,
have a way of slipping of, and Ferak
fidgeted with hers as she described her
conversation with the principal, repeat-
edly tugging it back down into its proper
position.
The principal was amazed to learn
that Saudi plaintifs can request closed
court proceedings. She began pepper-
ing Ferak with legal questions, many
of them about how to advise teachers
who were in abusive marriages, or whose
ex-husbands wouldn’t allow their chil-
dren to visit. The principal was in her
early fifties, which meant that, as a
school administrator, she was among
the best-educated Saudi women of her
generation. Well into the nineteen-
eighties, according to UNESCO, fewer
than half of Saudi girls between the
ages of six and eleven had received any
education outside the home. But, Ferak
said, it quickly became clear that the
woman knew little about the funda-
mental principles of Saudi law.
DAY OF JUDGMENT
just really bad with faces. Ask anyone.”
“If you’re so bad with faces, how
come you recognized Chris Matthews?”
BY SIMON RICH Sharpton asked. “Why didn’t you con-
fuse him with Chris Hayes?”
The crowd murmured in agreement
as the cherubs exchanged a worried
glance.
“Look, this is crazy,” the Messiah said.
“It was an honest mistake. I’m the Mes-
siah—I love all mankind! I’m not racist,
O.K.? I’m not racist! ”
The cherubs tugged on His robe,
but the Messiah kept defending Him-
self and making everything worse.
“You’re both named Al! You’re both on
TV! I’m not racist! ”
Anderson Cooper thrust his micro-
phone toward the heavens.
“Messiah, do you think you ought
to apologize to Mr. Sharpton?”
“Apologize for what? Confusing two
‘salvation’?” he asked. “Look, I’m sorry about that,” the Mes- trending on Twitter. And, look at this,
“All sufering will cease,” the Messiah siah said. “It’s just that you’re both named look at Google. ”
answered. “And Earth shall be turned Al, and you’re both on TV.” The cherubs dutifully hovered over
into a heaven.” Sharpton raised an eyebrow. His screen.
28 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
“If you type ‘Messiah’ into the search Messiah did some hip-hop-inflected Al Sharpton raised an eyebrow.
box, the first thing that comes up is ‘Mes- head moves. “ ‘Race stuf ’?”
siah racist.’ Not ‘Messiah salvation’ or “I’m not a racist,” the Messiah said. The Messiah buried His head in
‘Messiah to end death.’ ‘Messiah racist! ’ ” “But you don’t have to take my word His hands and groaned. When He
He forced a laugh. “This is crazy! ” for it. Instead, I ask you to take the word finally looked up, there were tears in
He nudged one of the cherubs in the of . . . the Reverend Martin Luther His eyes.
ribs, sending him tumbling across the King, Jr.! ” “O.K.,” he whispered. “I admit it. I
sky. “You guys think this is crazy, right?” The crowd watched in astonish- never realized this before, but, I guess, the
The cherubs shared a long, silent ment as the Reverend descended from truth is, I’m a little bit . . . racist.”
look. Eventually, the one called Sorath Heaven, his golden halo gleaming. His “I’m sorry,” Martin Luther King, Jr.,
cleared his throat. aura was bright and radiant, but his ex- said. “We couldn’t hear that. You’re a
“Oh, sweet and noble Messiah,” pression was distinctly strained. little bit what?”
he said, in a honeyed voice. “The thing “O.K., Martin,” the Messiah said. “A little bit racist! ” the Messiah said.
is . . . Al Sharpton and Al Roker look “Tell them.” He began to weep, and His tears rained
nothing alike. Al Sharpton has a mus- “Tell them what?” the Reverend down on Broadway, dousing the crowd.
tache, and Al Roker doesn’t. Also, asked. The cherubs stroked His back with
Sharpton has hair and Roker is com- “That I’m not a racist! ” their tiny, chubby fingers.
pletely bald.” The Reverend averted his eyes. “What should I do?” the Messiah cried.
“It’s true,” Zophiel, the other cherub, “What’s wrong?” the Messiah de- “How do I make things right?”
said. manded. “You can meet with black leaders,”
“They’re exactly the same age. I looked “To be honest,” King said, “this Al Sharpton said. “And start a dia-
it up on Wikipedia! ” whole situation makes me extremely logue.”
“It doesn’t matter.” uncomfortable.” “O.K.,” the Messiah said. And He
“So you’re telling me you’ve never made “You can go back to Heaven in two followed Sharpton north, to Harlem.
a mistake like that? You’ve never confused seconds,” the Messiah promised. “Just
two black guys before?”
“No,” Sorath said.
“Not even once?”
tell them, really quickly, how we hang out
and everything.”
“But we don’t hang out.”
A few days later, the Messiah ap-
peared on “The Rachel Maddow
Show.” His apology was eloquent and
“No.” “What about that time we played golf ?” obviously genuine.
“Also,” Zophiel said, “I wasn’t sure “We never played golf.” “I came to save mankind,” He said.
what the best time to bring this up was, “Sure we did! Remember? You told me “But, in the end, mankind saved me.”
but you shouldn’t say ‘lame.’ The term all those crazy stories about growing up “Where do you go from here?” Mad-
is ‘diferently-abled.’ ” in Michigan?” dow asked.
“Seriously?” “Michigan?” the Reverend squinted “I’m taking an educational trip to Af-
“That’s the accepted term.” at the Messiah. “Are you sure you’re rica,” He said, “to improve my under-
The Messiah threw up His arms in not thinking of Malcolm X?” standing of diversity.”
frustration. The cherubs hung their heads. One “That’s wonderful,” she said. “I think
“How am I supposed to keep these things of them took out a flask and started we’re out of time.” She pressed on her
straight when they keep changing the drinking. earpiece.
terms?” He caught His breath and “O.K., I know that was bad,” the Mes- “Oh, right. But, first, one more
smoothed the folds of His robe. “O.K.,” siah said. “That was bad. But answer me question: Are you still going to bring
He said. “Let’s fly back down. We’re doing this: How can I be racist when I don’t salvation to mankind?”
my plan. ” even have a race myself ? I’m not a hu- “I’m not really focussed on my career
Sorath and Zophiel hesitated. man—I’m an angel! ” right now,” the Messiah said. “My
“What is it now?” “You’re clearly white,” Chris Mat- goal is just to resolve my personal is-
“We just don’t think it’s a very wise thews said. sues. I obviously have a lot of hatred
strategy,” Sorath said. “I don’t identify as white.” inside me, which I was completely un-
“It’s going to be fine,” the Messiah “Do you identify as black?” aware of. Hopefully, though, with the
said. “Come on. Grab your trumpets and “I actually am part black! ” the Mes- help of therapy, I can unpack my white
follow me.” siah said. “I did that thing, that genetic- privilege and inspire others to do the
testing thing that you do through the mail. same.”
THE MOGUL OF
strives to remain imperturbable and, as
he likes to say, “laser focussed.” Yet he’s
THE MIDDLE
a hugger, grateful for any true sincerity
or passion in a town dedicated to fab-
ricating both. Though he’d never vol-
unteer this in a meeting, his strongest As the movie business founders,
motivation is his fear of dying without Adam Fogelson tries to reinvent the system.
leaving some monument behind. (As a
boy, he burst into tears whenever he BY TAD FRIEND
passed a cemetery.) His supporters ad-
mire his humor and his contradictions;
his detractors find him arrogant. In a
sense, he embodies the movie business
he hopes to dominate: calculating, im-
pulsive, hard-nosed, and hopeful.
Morgan rolled a five-minute “sizzle
reel,” essentially a trailer for an unmade
film. Made by the prospective director,
Tim Webber, who was the visual-efects
supervisor on “Gravity” and “Avatar,”
it comprised bits from twenty-three
films, as well as from commercials for
video games. Reeves’s voice-over—“War In a market sufused with pricey superhero films, Fogelson is betting on stories on a human scale.
36 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
But he says, “If you ask, ‘Can we make something great once or twice a year that violates a rational business model?,’ the answer is no!”
PHOTOGRAPH BY ANGIE SMITH
would run well above sixty million dollars.
“Unmanned” was going to have to
change to fit STX’s model—the origin
story that explained to investors how the
company would reinvent the Hollywood
formula. The six major studios, besieged
by entertainment options that don’t re-
quire people to get of the couch, have
bet that the future lies in films that are
too huge to ignore. Although they make
low-budget films for targeted audiences
(teen girls, say, or horror fans), they focus
most of their energies on movies that cost
more than three hundred million dollars
to make and market. Such films are pred-
icated not on the chancy appeal of indi-
vidual actors but on “I.P.”—intellectual
property, in the form of characters and
stories that the audience already knows
from books or comics or video games.
These blockbusters are intended to
appeal to everyone, everywhere—but they
leave many people cold. STX’s founder
and C.E.O., Bob Simonds, told me,
“There’s a huge vacuum there. And that
vacuum is the place you can tell human
• • stories—what I think of as movies.” What
had vanished were the kind of character-
is pain . . . you hurt them, they hurt you”— “You need a clear good guy and a clear driven, John Hughes-level films that suck
created a mournful mood, and the edit- bad guy, and the audience needs to know you in on a rainy Saturday morning. So
ing was propulsive: shots of Royce’s ape what it’s rooting for.” “Unmanned” STX was betting on the enduring appeal
flicking a lighter the way Royce did, in- satisfied that injunction. But one of Fo- of movie stars. But they had to be play-
tercut with battle scenes and closeups of gelson’s own rules is “Only make a film ing the kinds of role that had made them
Reeves and other actors looking weary you already know how to sell.” Having stars. Russell Crowe in “Robin Hood”?
and defiant. come up as a marketer at Universal Pic- Yes. Russell Crowe in “The Water Di-
Pitch meetings, rife with sucking up tures, which he ran from 2009 to 2013, viner”? No. And the movies had to be
and bogus fervor, are among Fogelson’s Fogelson believes that seventy-five per sensibly priced, by current standards: be-
least favorite executive tasks. When the cent of a movie’s success is due to its tween twenty and eighty million dollars.
lights came on after the sizzle reel, he marketing and its marketability. One STX’s internal data showed that such
said, “I was thinking, Please, God, don’t of his biggest bombs at Universal—a star-showcase films, within that budget
let me have to fake enthusiasm—and hundred-and-sixty-million-dollar blood- range, were profitable thirty per cent more
that was the best version of that kind of bath—was “47 Ronin,” which starred often than the average Hollywood film.
thing I have ever seen! I love the wish Reeves, regrettably, as a samurai warrior. So the studio planned to make a lot of
fulfillment, the idea that, even after tech- Nonetheless, Fogelson believed he could them. By 2017, STX expects to release
nology takes over, a human brain and a sell Reeves here by positioning him as between twelve and fifteen movies a year,
human soul still matter.” the kind of reluctant hero that he had as many as some of the major studios.
“This is about brothers,” Webber said. played in “The Matrix.” Though the studio presents itself as
“It’s about people!” Reeves rubbed his “What do you think you can make the shiny new disrupter, with a lean org
palms as if starting a fire. it for?” Fogelson asked. The line pro- chart and business cards printed in En-
Fogelson suspects that filmmakers ducer answered, “We haven’t done an glish and Mandarin, it’s fuelled by an
will agree with any opinion he ofers in absolute budget. And for the battle por- ancient motivation: proving the other
order to get a green light, so he lets them tions we still have to find a preëxisting, guys wrong. Bob Simonds is a shrewd,
describe the film they really intend to slightly tropical Asian-feel locale that preppy fireball who dated Jennifer Beals
make, then trusts his gut about whether looks not exactly bombed-out. But . . . at Yale, graduated summa cum laude,
it sounds commercial. Choosing which fifty, sixty?” Fogelson glanced at his then made his name as the producer of
movies to make is the crux of his job, the No. 2, Oren Aviv, who narrowed his eyes. such Adam Sandler comedies as “Happy
hundred-million-dollar decision. When The script called for “the largest naval Gilmore” and “The Waterboy.” He was
he was eight, his father, the head of mar- armada gathered since the Second World ofered two studio chairmanships but
keting at Columbia Pictures, told him, War,” among other showstoppers, which never a job running the parent company.
38 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
“Studio chairman sounds so much big- two sides that are fighting are sort of Axis he began the job, his daughter Willa re-
ger than it is,” Simonds said. “Somebody and Allies, but it’s not specified who the minded him, “The good part about being
gives you the keys to the car—but you Axis are, so any country with a movie the- fired is you got to chase after a diferent
can’t fucking take it of-roading.” atre can be on the side of the Allies.” dream. Just like a movie.”
In the fall of 2014, he handed his Fogelson said, “I love—I hate—but I The downside to being a studio chief
own keys to Adam Fogelson, who also love the idea of the U.S. and China as is that everyone hates and fears you, be-
has something to prove: he had left Uni- partners in the next world war!” The cause you say no so much more often
versal, the year before, because he was Chinese market is the world’s second- than yes—and because your yeses come
fired, and he felt that his ouster was un- largest, and growing more than fifty per with so many provisos. Also, you rarely
fair. Simonds told me—as Fogelson sat cent a year. So the meeting ended in hugs get to hold the crystal ball long. Con-
nearby, frowning responsibly but not and high hopes. “That was an awesome glomerates prefer firing a studio’s leader
demurring—that “Adam led that stu- reel!” Fogelson said in the hallway after- for picking the wrong films to reassess-
dio to the three most profitable years in ward, high-fiving with Aviv. “This never ing the whole business. Fogelson has an
its history, and he’s still sufering from happens, where we want to get it done opportune temperament for the job, be-
watching the success built on his back.” today!” Aviv said. “Usually, it ends with cause he firmly believes that the world
In 2015, Universal accounted for a ‘Fucking great—we’ll call you!’—and will love what he loves, once he gets its
whopping twenty-two per cent of the then that’s it.” attention. Stacey Snider, the co-chairman
industry’s domestic box-oice, largely of Twentieth Century Fox, told me that,
from films that Fogelson green-lit. “Bob
and Adam are the chip-on-the-shoulder
guys,” one agent said. “Their brand is
A dam Fogelson’s childhood dream,
along with playing on the P.G.A.
Tour, was to be a studio chief. It’s a sweet
when she worked with him at Univer-
sal, “if the tracking said we open a movie
at ten to twenty”—million dollars—“I’m
‘We were right, and you should have deal. You get paid eight million to up- thinking ten, and Adam is thinking
listened.’ ” ward of fifteen million dollars a year to twenty. I used to say to him, ‘I don’t be-
With Simonds’s checkbook, Fogel- decide what the entire world will clamor lieve you’re Jewish, because you’re too
son was going to demonstrate that you to see in two years. You are not a house- optimistic.’ ” Yet his optimism is tem-
could build a studio without theme parks hold name, but you determine who the pered by distrust of anything highbrow
and television networks to help you mar- household names will be. When Fogel- or oversubtle. The producer and record
ket your films, and without anything like son joined STX, he took a salary a quar- mogul Russell Simmons said, “Adam’s
the two or three thousand people most ter the size of his compensation at Uni- not interested in movies where they all
studios employ. He was going to pick versal—but he also received equity that, talk too much, that Sundance shit of
the right films, spend less to make them, in success, will be worth many times that. jerking of on the screen.” Fogelson’s fa-
spend just as much to market them, and And he got the chance to reinvent at vorite films include “One Flew Over the
win back audiences who’d forsworn the least a system, and possibly himself. As Cuckoo’s Nest” and “Kramer vs. Kramer,”
moviegoing habit. He was going to save
the industry. And he didn’t expect much
thanks. “The studios all hate us, all six
of them,” he told me. “They hate us be-
cause they don’t want to have to go to
New York and explain to their bosses
how we’re making fifteen movies a year
with only seventy employees.”
In the “Unmanned” meeting, Keanu
Reeves suggested that they could build up
a flashback scene where Royce visits his
brother in the hospital after rescuing him
in a firefight. “I’m on morphine, I’m fucked
up, he should have let me die, maybe he
gives me a little fucking Teddy bear, be-
cause our relationship has that thing”—
he banged his fists together. He stood and
began to pace, talking the story through.
He became Bellam, tagging along behind
Royce’s ape in Hong Kong, limping, he-
roic, then became Royce’s ape, looking
back coldly: “C’mon, keep up!” Fogelson
and Aviv smiled at each other. Reeves was
into the project, not just the paycheck.
“And from a worldwide marketing per- “ Yeah, I could walk all the way to Egypt. Or you could
spective,” Chris Morgan concluded, “the just free them yourself using magic.”
but also “National Lampoon’s Ani- said he wouldn’t have made them in the in total, and they had to carefully and
mal House” and “National Lampoon’s first place. He’d have scotched “Blade expensively market each one—to peo-
Vacation.” Runner,” because “darkness and sci-fi is ple who stayed home anyway.
At most studios, prospective films are really hard”; “Fight Club,” because The average teen-ager, the movie-
vetted by a green-light committee. Mar- “watching people beat the shit out of goer of the future, sees six films a year
keting and distribution weigh in on each other is a tough ask”; and “The in the theatre. Movie theatres are no
whether they can sell and disseminate Shawshank Redemption,” much as he longer where we go for stories about
the film, and then, after totting up ex- loved it, because the obvious sell—an in- who we are. That’s become television’s
pected costs and examining “comps”— nocent man trying to escape from job. We go to the movies now for the
the receipts of comparable films—the prison—was a huge spoiler. same reasons that Romans went to the
executives build a spreadsheet showing Fogelson is well suited to an age in Colosseum: to laugh, to scream, and to
a range of outcomes. Then the chairman which studios spend less making films cheer. Comedy, horror, and triumphs of
decides whether the film seems likely to than they do marketing them around the the human spirit still play better in the-
help the studio hit the target margin world—and in which films and their atres than at home. What plays best of
(fifteen per cent, say) that its parent com- marketing are increasingly synonymous. all, of course, is a spaceship going
pany set for the year. After Fox rejected Seth MacFarlane’s kablooey all over the screen. Extrava-
Fogelson looks at comps, too, but then idea for a film about a foulmouthed Teddy gant computer-generated imagery is the
he applies a three-part test. First, can the bear, Fogelson made it into a half-billion- hallmark of blockbusters that are care-
film be great? (By “great,” he means “dis- dollar worldwide smash for Universal. fully formulated to avoid being “execu-
tinguished within its genre.” When he “In early 2012,” he said, “if you asked a tion dependent” or “review sensitive”—
green-lit “The Boy,” a horror film that roomful of people ‘What’s “Ted”?,’ some to avoid needing to be good. One studio
STX will release this month, he hoped might have said, ‘A conference,’ and some, head told me, “Movies may not have
merely that it could be “a great blend of ‘My uncle,’ and most would have no idea. gotten better over the years, but they’ve
two beloved subgenres of horror: the Four months later, all around the world, gotten more satisfying. A generation
spooky doll, and the house haunted by a giant portion of people would have ago, execs made movies that they wanted
a fucked-up child.”) Then, Do we know said, ‘A movie about a magical bear who to see. ‘Kramer vs. Kramer’ was a really
how to sell it? And, Can we make much comes to life.’ You’ve gone from a non- good movie, but it’s not satisfying to a
more in success than we lose in failure? existent concept to a distant cousin of global audience. Whereas the ‘Harry
Modest profit doesn’t suice. STX is Coca-Cola in four months. That is an Potter’ series and the ‘Lord of the Rings’
now filming “The Foreigner,” which stars exciting, terrifying, magical truth.” The trilogy weren’t great movies, but they
Jackie Chan as a former assassin who terrifying part is how hard that success were very satisfying.” The director Billy
comes out of retirement to hunt the is to repeat: “Ted 2,” last summer, made Ray traced the phenomenon to the eco-
I.R.A. terrorists who blew up his daugh- less than half as much. nomic collapse of 2008, and to the de-
ter. Fogelson was confident that he could cline of the DVD market. “That’s when
sell it, and that it was a “free play”—that
it would earn enough in China alone to
recoup its costs. The low-risk strategy
T he history of the movie business is
a soaring ascent followed by a long
swoon. In 1927, when America had a
corporate timidity gave way to terror,”
he said. “Studio people actually said to
me, ‘Don’t bring me anything that’s good,
would be to bring in a pliable unknown third of its current population and movie because I’ll be tempted to buy it, and
to direct. “We could have got a three- tickets cost twenty-five cents, the stu- I can’t.’ ”
hundred-thousand-dollar director,” he dios enjoyed box-oice revenues of seven The studios’ turn to spectacle to
said. “But we worked hard to get a Mar- transfix a restless audience is not new.
tin Campbell to give it a chance to be When TV became popular, in the nine-
great.” Campbell, the director of “Casino teen-fifties, the studios responded with
Royale” and “GoldenEye,” got paid about such CinemaScope behemoths as “The
two million dollars, which means that Robe” and “Beneath the 12-Mile Reef.”
STX spent an extra $1.7 million to play (Billy Wilder suggested that the wide-
the greatness lottery. screen technology might be best suited
However, Fogelson noted, “If you ask, for filming “the love story of two dachs-
‘Can we make something great once or hunds.”) What is novel is the studios’
twice a year that violates a rational busi- hundred and eighty million dollars. heavy reliance on the string of sequels
ness model?,’ the answer is no! It’s not a That’s $10.6 billion in today’s money— known as a franchise. Shawn Levy, the
painting—it’s tens and tens of millions nearly three hundred million dollars director of the “Night at the Museum”
of dollars. Also, none of our movies are more than the studios took in in 2014. series, said, “We have projects at six stu-
being made with the idea that they have In those days, each studio owned its own dios, and ninety per cent of their atten-
to turn out great. Because eighty per cent theatres and distributed as many as two tion goes to the ones that are superhero
of movies don’t.” When I mentioned a hundred films a year, knowing that peo- or obviously franchisable. And every sin-
number of superb films that failed at the ple would show up for whatever was gle first meeting I have on a movie, in
box oice, and asked whether better mar- playing. Last year, the studios released the past two years, is not about the movie
keting could have saved them, Fogelson only a hundred and seventy-eight films itself but about the franchise it would be
40 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
starting.” Twenty-nine sequels and re-
boots came out last year, many of them
further illuminations of a comic-book
universe. One senior studio executive
told me, “As a moviegoer, I don’t like see-
ing all these sequels and franchises. But
we have to do justice by the sharehold-
ers, and from a marketing perspective it’s
a lot easier: ‘Star Wars’—Gee, I wonder
what that’s about?” Getting any movie
right is hard, so why not make one that
can bring in five hundred million dollars?
The blockbuster game is a fantastic
business to be in when it works, which
is why conglomerates keep buying stu-
dios. But it’s getting steadily less fantas-
tic, which is why conglomerates keep
selling them. A studio head told me,
“The hundred-million-dollar Roland
Emmerich movie that does five hundred
million worldwide—every year, our profit
on it goes down.” Making less and less
of a product with declining margins is
probably not a recipe for long-term suc- “Say your prayers, liturgies, tefillah, daily salat, sacred mantra, ritual
cess. And competition is everywhere. incantation, or the secular affirmation of your choice, varmint!”
One longtime film executive predicted,
“With Google, Verizon, A.T. &T., Com- • •
cast, Hulu, YouTube, Facebook, Ama-
zon, and Netflix getting into original
content, studios won’t be able to com- Roth told me. “But the problem with survives in the long term. The subtext
pete with digital distribution. Within living in the mid-range is you gotta have of every conversation I have, nowadays,
three years, Paramount won’t be in exis- taste.” Revolution débuted with “Tom- is the good old days.”
tence, Sony will disappear, Fox will buy cats,” a conspicuous turkey, and later re-
Warner Bros., and you’ll have Fox, Dis-
ney, and Universal left.”
Yet the studio executives I spoke with
leased the infamous “Gigli.” The studio
died in 2007. “Frankly,” Roth said, “we
didn’t make enough good movies.”
E very studio head is ceaselessly peti-
tioned by filmmakers who appeal
to his humanity, hoping he’ll be so in-
don’t seem to fear being supplanted. One And taste isn’t enough. “At Univer- spired by their talent that he’ll bet the
noted coolly, “Despite its current vola- sal, Adam found breakout winners in the studio on it. The ones who listen don’t
tility, this is the most stable business in mid-budget category, and I’ll bet that he stick around long. In this climate, Adam
the history of the United States. The six can find them for STX,” Fox’s Stacey Fogelson’s warmth and buried anger, his
studios that are here today have been Snider told me. “But the challenges STX habit of taking deals personally, are un-
here since the beginning, early in the last faces are absolute. There are very few re- usual. “Adam has a soul,” Billy Ray said.
century. That’s a function of some seri- lease dates when they won’t be facing the “I wouldn’t say it’s singular in this in-
ous impediments to getting into the busi- big behemoths from the studios. What dustry, but it doesn’t take long to call
ness.” Hollywood has proved so resistant makes movies uniquely cinematic is re- roll.” Like most studios, STX doesn’t
to disruption because relationships with ally compelling I.P.—and their movies grant final cut to directors, or allow them
talent, a feel for disparate audience seg- won’t have that. And because STX’s mov- to approve trailers and marketing ma-
ments, and a knack for providing global ies won’t have big special efects, either, terials, but Fogelson solicits their com-
satisfaction aren’t things that a startup they’ll be domestic in their appeal, not pliance. “It’s not making widgets,” he
can easily replicate. global. If the domestic market is flat at said. “Our widgets have thoughts and
The bygone aspirants include Orion best, and STX can’t aford to make mov- feelings and, in a perfect world, want
and Hemdale and Artisan and Overture ies that play in China, it’s, like, Wa, to be widgetized by you again in the
and Morgan Creek and Relativity Media waaa”—she made the sad-trombone future.”
and a dozen others. The producer Joe sound. Pete Berg, the director of “Friday
Roth started Revolution Studios in 2000 One leading agent told me, “I think Night Lights” and “Hancock,” is devoted
with a billion dollars in financing and a STX is kidding itself with its business to Fogelson, who loyally defended him
remarkably advantageous deal with Sony. model, trying to disrupt the studios at after a film that he directed for Uni-
“Our assignment was to fill out a third the end of the studio age. Even if it can versal, “Battleship,” lost a hundred and
of Sony’s slate with mid-range movies,” develop a franchise, I don’t know how it fifteen million dollars. So, over a lunch
THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016 41
of short-rib sandwiches at STX’s oices shoveled shit on four continents,” wasn’t no particular inflection, whether Berg
last spring, Berg ofered Fogelson first a superstar’s role. And, in any case, the had seen her cameo in “Furious 7.”
dibs on an action film he hoped to pro- budget wouldn’t accommodate a super- “You’re concerned about her acting?”
duce, “Mile 22.” star; because Fogelson had released suc- Berg said. Fogelson nodded emphati-
The film’s story was slender: a female cessful microbudget films at Universal, cally. “I’m on that. I’m on that this after-
C.I.A. agent (the mixed-martial-arts star STX had begun considering less expen- noon,” Berg said. Assessing Fogelson’s
Ronda Rousey) and an Indonesian cop sive projects, and this one was budgeted expression, he continued, “I’ll set a din-
(the Indonesian actor and fight chore- at just ten million dollars. Yet Fogelson’s ner, and you’ll see how charming and
ographer Iko Uwais) race to the Jakarta goal was to cast a star, or at least a legit- talented she is. She’s a lethal weapon—
airport to escape the country, battling imate name. “That tells the audience this and she’s beautiful.”
bad guys the whole way. Berg, together is a film, not a vanity exercise,” he told “Great!” Fogelson said. “Let’s make it
with another producer and the film’s me. “If Liev Schreiber wanted to do it, lunch.” A homebody, he’d almost always
director, emphasized the action, which we’d talk about the film in one way, the rather be making dinner with his wife
would be kinetic, brutal, and original— ten-million-dollar version, and if Dwayne and two young girls.
though they also reassured Fogelson that Johnson or Mark Wahlberg wanted to “Dinner’s better,” Berg said, with a
it would closely resemble what Uwais do it we’d talk about it in another—the crooked smile.
had done in “The Raid 2,” a bloody blur fifteen-to-eighteen-million version.” “I’m excited for a lunch,” Fogelson said.
of serendipitous weaponry, including With studied casualness, Berg re- Afterward, Berg explained, “I have a
chairs, hammers, broom handles, and a marked, “There’s a Will Smith play for gym, and I train fighters. Rule No. 1 is
griddle. Berg described it as “the new Silva—he’s a huge U.F.C. fan. It would ‘Don’t ever fall in love with your fighter.’
wave of combat cinema.” be sick!” Rule No. 2 is ‘You always fall in love with
“Nice!” Fogelson said, warming to the “Totally sick!” Fogelson agreed. They your fighter.’ Adam’s job is to maintain
marketing possibilities. The other pro- both leaned back, imagining it. Then a healthy distance—he might have to
ducer said they’d found a good facilita- Berg broached the key point: “What say no to us, or shut the movie down.
tor in Jakarta, who’d supervised scenes would you pay Will Smith?” My job is to make that impossible. So I
in the Michael Mann thriller “Black- “Two million dollars a week,” Fo- want it to be dinner, to have it be inti-
hat”—a spectacular dud. “We called all gelson said, instantly. “Most he’s ever mate—to make him fall in love.”
the people who worked with him—” gotten. A million a week is ‘Use me.’
Fogelson pounced: “And apologized?”
Berg added, “On behalf of all of
America?”
Two million a week is ‘Wow, you really
love me!’ ”
Berg brightened. “I’m going to say,
T he conventional wisdom in Holly-
wood is that “you get killed in the
middle.” A fifty-million-dollar film costs
Fogelson cracked up. Then he said, ‘Let me come to your house with Ronda more to make than a genre film, and
“We’ve got to talk about Silva”—the and explain why you should do it.’ ” nearly as much to market as a tentpole—
third lead role. “And if it’s not Brad- “Be heroic!” Fogelson suggested. and, being neither for a sharply defined
ley Cooper or Brad Pitt . . .” Everyone With that problem solved, or at least group nor for everyone, it often can’t find
laughed. Silva, described in the screen- deferred, he raised another one: Ronda a suicient audience. “It’s such a weird
play as “a salty intelligence hack who’s Rousey’s acting chops. He asked, with thing to say, but sometimes it’s better
to spend more than less,” Stacey Snider
said. “Production values and star power
are reasons for consumers to come to the
theatre.” In 2014, the studios released
seventy fewer star-showcase films than
they did in 2005. Though such films are
the ones that people tend to remem-
ber—“Michael Clayton,” “Argo,” “Amer-
ican Hustle,” “American Sniper”—each
studio’s annual slate includes only one
or two, as Oscar bait.
But for decades star showcases were
a Hollywood staple. In the eighties, Car-
olco, Miramax, and New Line all used
the “B-movie stars doing what they do
best” formula, as Disney did on such
films as “Down and Out in Beverly Hills.”
( Jefrey Katzenberg, then at Disney, got
Bette Midler to accept only six hundred
thousand dollars for the film by remind-
ing her agent that her career was “in the
“Does your car have any idea why my car pulled it over?” fucking toilet.”) The producer Lorenzo
di Bonaventura told me that when he ing costs; they make as much as seventy- monds told me, “and buying it was a
was an executive at Warner Bros., in the five per cent of their revenues later, with layup.” It was for sale for a billion dol-
nineties, “We were making lots of ‘Bat- home video and sales to television. Ideally, lars, and he believed he could secure it
man’-scale movies, but Steven Seagal’s you need $1.5 billion in funding, which for about half that. “I was shut down
deal was the most profitable one we had, allows for fifty bombs in a row (though not only by my board—which said,
because his movies didn’t cost much, you’d lose credibility long before that). ‘What the fuck are you doing?’—but by
played in every foreign market, and did Simonds sought funding in China— people in Hong Kong, who told me it
really well on TV.” as all Hollywood has begun to do. It’s would be a terrible acquisition because
As Bob Simonds considered creating home to both the money and the audi- it confuses our story.” Libraries were yes-
a new studio, he was convinced that his- ence. In 1980, the international terday; STX was supposed to
tory was right and conventional wisdom market contributed less than be tomorrow.
wrong. In 2011, he sat down with Bill a quarter of studios’ box-oice So, to begin, Simonds had
McGlashan, the managing partner of the revenues; by 2018, the Chi- to rely on Adam Fogelson,
private-equity firm TPG Growth, to dis- nese market alone should ex- and his mastery of the third
cuss the opportunity. McGlashan, whose ceed the North American mar- realm of a studio’s domain:
firm became STX’s largest shareholder, ket. And Simonds was an old marketing.
told me, “You’ve got a billion unsatisfied China hand: the scion of an
people in China and a billion more in
India desperate for content!” They would
sate the clamoring masses. Simonds com-
Arizona water-rights fortune,
he once attempted to take over
the Chinese water industry.
F ogelson knows early in
development what the sell
of a movie is, and he shapes
missioned a study of ten years’ worth of He secured the Chinese pri- the film accordingly. He’s an
twenty-to-eighty-million-dollar films fea- vate-equity fund Hony Capital as his optician, swapping out the lenses in his
turing a star in a signature role. Such films third-largest shareholder—Simonds him- refractor and inquiring, “Clearer now?
proved to have an average profit margin self is the second-largest—and used that Or now?,” until the image is crisp. When
of twenty-four per cent—roughly double coup to help amass $2.5 billion in cash STX was negotiating with the owners
the average studio return. Confirmed in and credit lines. of UglyDoll, a line of mischievous, mis-
his own experience, Simonds laid the Last April, an investment banker shapen plush dolls, for the rights to make
groundwork for STX Entertainment (“S” named Donald Tang arranged for thirty an animated movie, Fogelson told his
for Simonds, “T” for TPG Growth, and Chinese entrepreneurs to visit Fox, Sony, staf that he could already see the tag-
“X” for secret project). and STX. They toured Hollywood in line over “a cute-looking version of that
To call yourself a studio, you basically the way that one might tour Detroit— one-eyed character: ‘Beauty is in the eye
need to do three things: finance movies, as a cautionary ruin. Tang explained, of the beholder.’ How do you not want
distribute them, and market them. Stu- “Your relationship with content will very to see that? There are so many good and
dios have distribution deals that insure soon be more important than your rela- easy ways to make you care about crea-
that their big releases can play on at least tionship with other members of society. tures who know they’re not attractive.”
three thousand movie screens. So Si- As much as the Chinese would like to As a boy in Hidden Hills, in the San
monds negotiated deals with the four tell the best stories in the world, every- Fernando Valley, Fogelson seemed im-
leading theatre chains. It took a year, but body knows Hollywood is still the king mune to this kind of self-doubt: omni-
he made sure that STX’s biggest releases of content—but with a backward, bro- competent at playing soccer, hitting a
could open on three thousand screens— ken process.” After the tour, Huayi Broth- golf ball, cooking duck à l’orange. In high
and he got a revenue share equal to that ers, a Chinese film conglomerate, in- school, he was the president of his class,
of the major studios. His leverage was vested in STX’s entire slate, putting up then of the student body. His father, An-
exhibitors’ desperation for a wider range a quarter of the studio’s production costs. drew, recalled, “Somebody told me, ‘He
of movies. Gerry Lopez, who was then Tang said, “They saw how enthusiastic truly is a magic boy!’ Had Adam heard
the head of AMC Entertainment, Amer- STX’s employees were, and that they that, it would have shocked him. He was
ica’s second-largest chain, explained that were willing to take less in compensa- convinced that he sucked and that he
he made the deal with STX because “we tion for much more in incentives. They would always suck. Forty years later, I still
need more movies. The studios are in didn’t see that at the traditional studios.” think he sees himself as a little outside the
the sixteen-week-a-year business, so they The Chinese backing came with a normal human flow.” Fogelson’s mother,
worry about sixteen Fridays. I worry about new set of expectations. Simonds had Susan, nicknamed him Raskolnikov.
fifty-two Fridays. And STX will bring considered buying a library of old films, Because Andrew Fogelson ran mar-
back a broader audience for the brain- a standard startup strategy for provid- keting at Columbia, and later at Warner
ier, more intricate movies—not just the ing a revenue stream to cover the films Bros. and United Artists, his son learned
twenty-one-year-old who’s there for the that fail. Lionsgate, the only studio in to see movies as a construct. “The first
explosions.” recent years to make a real run at the time I spent real time with my father on
For a new studio, a war chest is crucial, majors, began by buying libraries, and a set, on an unmemorable horror film
because costs mount hugely while income its backlist now brings in five hundred called ‘The New Kids,’ I watched them
trickles in. Studios lose money showing million dollars a year. “I thought Mira- lay tracks for the camera to dolly on—
films in theatres, because of the market- max was the best library out there,” Si- and then I later saw the dailies of that
THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016 43
scene,” he recalled. “From that day for- cast, was skeptical of the film business.” In September of 2013, the C.E.O. of
ward, some piece of me has never watched Given a mandate to build franchises, NBCUniversal flew to Los Angeles and,
a movie without thinking about where Fogelson was immediately stuck with without much preamble, let Fogelson go;
the tracks are.” “Battleship,” based on the Hasbro game. a Comcast exec would now supervise
In college, at Stanford, he adopted a The project was troubled, and it would the studio. Hillary Fogelson said, “When
deeper and more authoritative voice to have cost the studio thirty million dol- Adam called to tell me the news, I ab-
broadcast basketball and baseball games. lars if he shut it down. Instead, he de- solutely thought he was fucking with
He considered a career in sportscasting, cided that Universal had a chance to lose me.” Moments before the meeting, Fo-
but shrank from so much travel. After less if he not only made the film but gelson had called Steven Spielberg to
graduating, he tried writing screenplays, added spectacular visual efects. The bud- green-light “Jurassic World,” which be-
including a “Big Chill”-style reunion get, first pegged at a hundred and fifty came the third-highest-grossing film of
movie about quarter-lifers called “Round- million dollars, ended up three years later all time. Scott Stuber said, “The firing
ing First.” The trailer moments came at two hundred and nine million—for a wasn’t about Adam. It was Comcast say-
easily, but he found that his interstitial noisy, cluttered bomb. Another would-be ing, ‘We’ve had enough time to analyze
material—characters and dialogue and franchise extravaganza, “Cowboys & the division, and now we want to bring
so forth—was, essentially, “shit.” Aliens,” also failed to interest anyone in in our guy.’ ”
So he took marketing jobs at Trimark seeing a sequel. Fogelson felt embarrassed and stung;
Pictures and then, in 1998, at Univer- Given his slow start, Fogelson’s de- he hadn’t been able to keep his emotional
sal. He was determined to keep a certain meanor grated on some. “His tone and distance after all. He said, “Half the peo-
emotional distance: “I saw my dad get confidence came across, to the Comcast ple at my daughters’ school work in the
fired numerous times, and I vowed I’d guys, as cocky,” one Universal exec said. entertainment business, and they’re look-
never let the job define me.” At Univer- And his inexperience with the protocols ing at you as ‘the guy who just got fired.’ ”
sal, Fogelson became known for hom- of production showed. Fogelson’s friend He eventually decided that the real ques-
ing in on a film’s most salable element. Scott Stuber, a producer at the studio, tion wasn’t why he’d got fired but “ ‘How
It was he who advocated the poster for said, “I’m sure there were times when did I get that job in the first place?’ It re-
“American Pie,” with its suggestive photo Adam didn’t express ‘We can’t make your quires spending a significant part of your
of an all-American boy and a pie with a movie’ as tactfully as he might have.” day wondering ‘Who’s trying to kill me?’
hole in it. “A lot of people in marketing At the end of 2011, Fogelson told his and ‘Who do I need to kill?’ ” He sug-
tests were turned of by the guy screw- team that he was no longer going to make gested to Hillary that they move to Boise,
ing the pie,” he acknowledged. “But the big-budget, non-sequel, non-I.P. films. Idaho, always highly ranked as a place
water-cooler conversation about it was Instead, he made expensive sequels—an- to retire to, and he’d teach marketing at
valuable.” An eleven-million-dollar teen other “Bourne” film and another “Fast and Boise State University. She told me, “I
film became a four-picture franchise. Furious”—and lots of mid-budget films. said, ‘You’d weigh six hundred pounds,
Universal, one of the smallest of the “There was a concern there that that was because you’d just sit around and watch
major studios, was struggling, but Fogel- too conservative,” Fogelson told me. It sports.’ What became clear, over time,
son prospered. He became president of wasn’t. He approved fifty-three films at was that Adam had unfinished business
marketing and distribution, and then, in Universal; of them, thirty-nine cost less here—he wanted to prove that his idea
2009, the studio’s chairman. The night than eighty million dollars, and they grossed about how to make and market films
of the announcement, he and his wife, $7.3 billion worldwide, for a return on in- was right.” These days, when Fogelson
Hillary, attended the première of a Uni- vestment of a hundred and fifty-three per shows visitors the view from his new
versal comedy, “Couples Retreat.” “After cent. He was particularly proud of “Brides- oice, atop the tallest building in Bur-
the screening,” he said, “I remember look- maids,” “Lone Survivor,” and “Pitch Per- bank, he points southwest and notes, “I
ing up and seeing a line of people com- fect,” movies with heart that proved a lot can look right down on Universal.”
ing over to say hello. It looked five miles of doubters wrong. Universal’s market share
long.” Hillary Fogelson said, “It was like
you were the new mob boss, and they all
wanted to kiss the ring. Most of it felt
rose to third, and Comcast extended his
contract a year ahead of schedule.
Fogelson was making nearly ten mil-
A few days after STX’s promising
first date with Keanu Reeves and
the “Unmanned” team, the filmmakers
very insincere.” “It wasn’t insincere,” Fo- lion dollars a year, flying on the corpo- got back to the studio with a precise
gelson said. “It was a practical reality.” rate jet, mixing with Barack Obama and budget: it would cost just fifty-three mil-
A week later, Fogelson had to intro- Barbra Streisand. Still, when I saw him lion dollars to go steady. Oren Aviv gave
duce himself to executives from Com- a few times during this period, he bore Fogelson a blunt assessment: “Their
cast, which was about to buy NBCUni- the glassy aspect of a man trying to con- budget is absurd.” STX’s head of phys-
versal from General Electric. They would vince himself that all is well. “Adam’s old ical production, Ross Fanger, calculated
be the fifth owners he’d worked under oice, in marketing, was a busy, happy the true cost at twice that. He noted
in eleven years. “Adam inherited a dam- toy shop,” Allison Shearmur, a former that geographic savings could be had:
aged company,” one of his colleagues Universal executive, said. “The new one “We can shoot it in South Africa, which
said. Universal was last among the six was empty and corporate. I think he was is ten to fifteen per cent cheaper than
studios, with an 8.5-per-cent share of surprised at how little of his old self was Budapest, which is thirty per cent
the box oice. “And the new owner, Com- relevant to that job.” cheaper than Vancouver, which is twenty
44 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
per cent cheaper than L.A. Or Jakarta,
which is astronomically cheaper than
South Africa.” But STX didn’t necessar-
ily want to become known as Indone-
sian outsourcers.
Fogelson has a knack for making
Realpolitik seem reassuring. “We are
fully committed to your realizing your
vision at a price point that acknowledges
that this hasn’t been tried before” sounds
supportive, where the same message
shorn of ornament—“We’ll make your
ify project but only dirt cheap”—might
rankle. He’s a master of the non-note
note: “No one here is advocating this,
but what about . . . ?” If the filmmaker
resists, he’ll nod agreeably and say, “To-
tally understood, and wasn’t suggesting
it.” Often, in the end, his note gets taken.
With stars, sometimes the best man-
agement technique is delegation. When
Reeves phoned STX to object to the bean
counting, Aviv took the call as Fogelson
looked on. “No, Keanu, we love it! We
do love it,” Aviv insisted. “Believe me,
we’re excited. Listen, I hear your frustra-
tion—but the idea here is to come down
from the budget we have for the next
version of the script, and then move ahead
full speed.” He listened, nodding, then
said, brightly, “And if it all works on our
end you’re available to shoot in January,
as we discussed?” He wagged his head
playfully at Fogelson: “Well, there’s a
chance you’re available then? Great!”
After hanging up, Aviv explained,
“Keanu is arguing that there’s no point
in budgeting a script that’s not going to
be the final script anyway, and that we’re “But having less legroom puts you closer to your screen.”
losing all this momentum.”
“So they’re acknowledging that the • •
budget they gave us with great confi-
dence in that meeting was a complete
fantasy.” Fogelson’s neck and mock-throttling him. China, the government’s film board de-
“Absolutely,” Aviv said. “It’s how the He cackled, then picked up a putter and cided to count him as Chinese.
game is played.” made a few passes with it as he rattled of The Chinese market required con-
Fogelson thought that over. “To questions about “The Foreigner,” the stant attention. John Zhao, the founder
be fair, if they had come to us at the thriller that STX was making with Jackie of Hony Capital, told me, “STX’s films
beginning and said, ‘It’s an eighty-five- Chan. It was crucial that it meet all the will incorporate Eastern elements, and
million-dollar film,’ we’d have said no.” criteria for a Chinese co-production— then, if they’re a hit, we can roll out de-
“So they win!” which would qualify it for a much larger rivative products—television shows, user-
Fogelson shook his head serenely: slice of theatrical revenues from China. driven content, and so on.” To get for-
“We can always say no later.” One requirement is that a third of the lead eign films shown in China, however,
cast be Chinese; Simonds had been cha- you have to trim out anything remotely
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youthful political passion (I turned thir- There were things about him not of its day, intent upon thwarting any
teen the day before Lyndon Johnson to like, chief among them his consti- U.S.-Soviet coöperation, withdrawing
crushed the Arizona senator at the tutionally based refusal to vote for the America from the United Nations, ex-
polls), and it pays tribute to the plain- 1964 Civil Rights Act. There was also posing Communists in the federal gov-
spoken candidate’s libertarian anti- his ongoing attempt, in the run-up to ernment, and impeaching Chief Jus-
Communism. It also, I suppose, ofers the nomination and throughout the tice Earl Warren. Rick Perlstein, in his
my own bit of micro-aggression to- Presidential campaign, to thread the 2001 book, “Before the Storm: Barry
ILLUSTRATION BY OLIVER MUNDAY THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016 63
Goldwater and the Unmaking of the forgotten congressional committee hower vanguard at the 1952 Conven-
American Consensus,” summarizes the hearing. Suddenly I was brought up tion was especially embittering to
trimming strategy: “Goldwater would sharp by a quotation of some words an Welch, “providing one of the principal
take the line that Robert Welch was a army captain had spoken on the day launching pads for his career in con-
crazy extremist but that the Society it- of his death eight years before.” Welch spiracism,” according to Mulloy. Two
self was full of fine, upstanding citi- tells his readers it is “no accident” that years later, in “The Life of John Birch,”
zens working hard and well for the neither he nor they heard of Birch until Welch argued that “suppression” of the
cause of Americanism.” Throughout years after his death—never mind that truth about Birch’s killing was “a minor
the 1964 race, Goldwater availed him- Welch’s own awareness, however de- chore” for the Communist conspiracy
self of Bircher money and manpower ferred, came from reading the oicial within the American government.
at the risk of being soldered, by his op- transcript of a legislative hearing. For a full understanding of that con-
ponents, to the Birchers’ more addled In “Before the Storm,” Perlstein spiracy, Welch directed his readers to
views, the most notorious of these being describes Welch as a “very curious” “go back further”: past urgings by Dean
Welch’s suggestion that Dwight Ei- combination of “arrogance and inno- Acheson and Henry Morgenthau, in
senhower had consciously acted as an cence,” and Terry Lautz, Birch’s most 1933, that the U.S. recognize the
agent of the international Communist recent biographer, believes that the U.S.S.R.; past the prior radicalization
conspiracy. founder may have envied Birch’s reli- of American labor unions; even past
The association of Goldwater and gious certainty and seen in him “the the social-welfare experimentation of
the society helped to take both of them heroic figure that he always wanted Bismarck’s Germany, which resulted in
down. By 1968, Richard Nixon, a nee- to be,” something beyond a prosper- more “minute controls over the lives of
dle-threader extraordinaire, had cap- ous executive in his brother’s candy its subjects than had been seen since
tured the Presidency and cemented an business. (The James O. Welch Com- the time of Constantine.” As the years
identification with conservatism de- pany’s most distinguished product was went on, Welch became lengthily fix-
spite being loathed by the Birch lead- Pom-Poms, my nickel-a-box confec- ated on the Illuminati of the eighteenth
ership for a lack of true belief. Nixon tionary preference during the years of century. But, in 1954, the immediate
had famously withheld his applause Goldwater’s ascendancy.) The subti- aim of his lives-of-the-saints prose
when Goldwater declared, at the 1964 tle of Welch’s book—“In the story of (“love for his parents that amounted
Convention, that “extremism in the de- one American boy, the ordeal of his almost to reverence . . . his deep and
fense of liberty is no vice”; two years age”—reveals an author who can’t wait glowing afection for his brothers and
before that, he had been badly bruised to be of to the races, and by the sec- sisters”) was to make John Birch into
by the society during his failed run ond page of his foreword Welch is in the first Bircher. The conditional-per-
for the governorship of California. full gallop toward his goal of exem- fect tense provided much help: “he
(Screeching Bircher resistance during plarity: “even the purity of character would never have been willing to ac-
the Republican primary had left him and nobility of purpose of a John Birch cept peace, even for a short time, when
exhausted for the general election.) can atone for only a small part of so purchased by a tolerance of such evils
After Nixon reached the White House, much human vileness. But there is strong as he would soon have seen the Com-
the dignified, mainstream suferings encouragement in finding so firm an munists spreading across China and
of the “silent majority,” not the rants entry on the credit side.” the world.”
of the Birchers, became the engine of D. J. Mulloy, in “The World of the
his feinting, flexible conservatism,
which pivoted most audaciously with
his decision to visit China in 1972.
John Birch Society,” published in 2014,
shows how Welch’s anti-New Deal
views, ordinary enough in a business-
M ost treatments of Birch’s life
have tended to present it as a
short preface to the history of the so-
No destination could have been more man, contained an “embryonic” radi- ciety carrying his name. But now, in
infuriating to the J.B.S., China being calism that expanded during the early “John Birch: A Life” (Oxford), Terry
where its eponymous idol, a twenty- years of the Cold War. He describes Lautz reverses the usual proportions
seven-year-old American missionary Welch’s “belief that both his great po- and pre sents a biography of Birch
turned military intelligence oicer, litical heroes, Robert Taft and Joseph in which the society figures as a sort
met his death at the hands of Mao McCarthy, had been ‘betrayed’ at cru- of epilogue. Lautz has the kind of
Zedong’s Red Army, on August 25, cial points in their careers by the Re- credentials—a trustee of the Harvard-
1945—becoming, in Welch’s estima- publican political establishment”—an Yenching Institute; a member of the
tion, “the first casualty” of the Cold entity that remains a given to both far- Council on Foreign Relations—guar-
War. Welch did not discover Birch’s right Republicans and mainstream jour- anteed to give fits to any Bircher past
story until 1953: in his brief book “The nalists. It has no clear counterpart in or present, but his book is thorough,
Life of John Birch,” published the fol- the Democratic Party, which even in judicious, and, except for a few over-
lowing year, he describes how “all alone, periods of insurgency (Eugene Mc- done academic references to Cold
in a committee room of the Senate Carthy’s candidacy, say, or George Mc- War “paranoia,” respectful of larger his-
Oice Building in Washington, I was Govern’s) is rarely imagined to be op- torical realities. Even conservatives
reading the dry typewritten pages in erating by directives whispered from near the mainstream’s right bank will
an unpublished report of an almost on high. Taft’s defeat by the Eisen- be hard-pressed to see it as another
64 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
anti-anti-Communist undertaking. miles away. In time, he became skilled by General Claire Lee Chennault. He
John Birch went to China in 1940 in Mandarin, an attainment that likely retained his ambition to do evangeli-
not to fight Communists but to create reflected not only professionalism but cal work in Tibet once the war ended,
Christians. He was born in India, in also a respect for the Chinese that but by the middle of 1945 he was
1918, during the overseas missionary exceeded the norm for proselytizers. depleted by malaria—“physically and
service of his parents, a three-year pe- (There is evidence from Birch’s Geor- mentally exhausted.” When he received
riod that ended in “frustration and dis- gia youth that he recognized his own a final military assignment in August—
appointment” for Ethel and George racial prejudice and struggled to over- just after the Japanese surrender was
Birch, whose evangelical zeal conflicted come it.) Birch’s love of China, and his announced and at the beginning of re-
with the more material progress being oft-expressed intention to stay there, newed conflict between the Chinese
pursued by the missionary Sam Hig- eventually dissuaded his mother from Nationalist and Communist forces—
ginbottom, their boss at the Allahabad making eforts to repatriate his body. he was, Lautz writes, “showing signs
Agricultural Institute. By April, 1942, Birch had become of paranoia” and possible post-trau-
Birch grew up with six siblings in discouraged by illness, hunger, and mis- matic stress disorder.
New Jersey and Georgia, absorbing the sionary “bureaucrats” far from the scene. This last mission involved search-
fundamentalist outlook of parents ever He wrote a letter volunteering for ser- ing for documents left behind by the
more opposed to liberal American Prot- vice, preferably as a chaplain, with the Japanese in Jiangsu Province and as-
estantism, and entered Mercer Univer- American Military Mission to China. sessing the state of the local railways
sity, in Macon, Georgia, in 1935. Slim Before getting a reply, he fortuitously and roads. Birch’s party ran into a group
and attractive, he was also, according encountered some of Jimmy Doolit- of Red Army soldiers; the Americans
to Lautz, “obstinate, passionate, and tle’s Raiders, who had landed a plane were told to disarm. Birch became angry
headstrong.” The most notable State- near Quzhou after their famous air and insulting; things quickly escalated
side episode of his brief life involved raid on Tokyo. “They saw a gaunt West- and he was shot. Immediately after-
participating in a thirteen-member stu- ern man with several-days’ growth of ward, at least one of the Communist
dent group against five professors whose beard,” Lautz writes, “and one of the soldiers mutilated his face “beyond rec-
theological views they deemed hereti- airmen exclaimed, ‘Well, Jesus Christ!’ ognition with a bayonet or knife.” Mao
cal. The accusing students were a de- The missionary replied, ‘That’s an aw- Zedong apologized for the killing to
cided minority on the Baptist campus, fully good name, but I am not he.’ ” the American general Albert Wede-
and charges against the faculty were Birch began playing what his biogra- meyer, but came away from their meet-
dismissed after a ten-hour hearing. pher calls a “useful but limited role in ing feeling “incensed and humiliated”
Birch went on to graduate at the top assisting the Doolittle Raiders”—aid by Wedemeyer’s insistence on “being
of his class but found himself “shunned” that would later be pufed up by J. Frank able to send American troops anywhere
by a portion of its members. He began Norris and, finally, by Welch—and in China without necessarily inform-
to feel that he had been used, provoked went on to serve as “the eyes of the ing the Chinese beforehand.”
into the fight by some of Macon’s townie 14th Air Force,” the Flying Tigers, led Lautz conscientiously presents the
Baptist ministers. Lautz rejects argu-
ments that he was a temperamental ex-
tremist of the Robert Welch sort, and
some signs of a greater maturity and
forbearance in Birch’s postgraduate years
support this view, though it’s worth
noting that Welch, in his own biogra-
phy of Birch, says of the Mercer epi-
sode, “In the ardent certainty and fer-
vor of his own early faith, he had been
guilty of intolerance—or of what might
be so construed by many people.” This
is a mouthful coming from the founder.
Birch followed Mercer with a year
of study at a Fort Worth Bible insti-
tute run by J. Frank Norris, a funda-
mentalist radio preacher. Seeing great
potential in Birch, Norris kept track of
the evangelist after pointing him to the
Sweet Baptist Mission in Hangzhou,
China, where he arrived in September,
1940. After a year in the country, then
at war with Japan, Birch moved at some
peril to Shangrao, about two hundred “I dreamed I was being chased by a giant standardized test.”
D. J. Mulloy sees the Birchers as
having “played a crucial role in conser-
vatism’s revival” because of these inter-
necine smackdowns: the society helped
“by providing something for more ‘re-
spectable’ conservatives to define them-
selves against and diferentiate them-
selves from.” This seems a stretch: the
more that mainstream conservatives
downplayed the Birchers’ influence, the
more efectively liberal-minded media
and politicians tended to overestimate
it—and to condemn moderate con-
servatives for insufficiently distancing
themselves from the society. What
Mulloy calls the society’s “uncanny
ability . . . to draw attention to itself
and its causes and activities” can bet-
ter be attributed to the Birchers’ lib-
eral opponents than to themselves.
Conservatives both mainstream and
fringe were surrounded by what Mulloy,
Perlstein, and others see as a much
larger civic “consensus.” E. J. Dionne,
in his new book, “Why the Right Went
“Have you tried looking in the ocean?” Wrong: Conservatism—From Gold-
water to the Tea Party and Beyond”
• • (Simon & Schuster), recalls the con-
servative strategist Richard Viguerie
explaining to him how direct-mail
killing as a fog-of-war incident in which had ordered his murder. She gave Welch fund-raising, which came of age in the
Birch’s “frustration and exhaustion” may her permission to use John Birch’s name Goldwater campaign, “created lines of
have impaired his judgment. Still, if for the society, but she hoped to see her communication among conservatives
the author’s evenhanded efort shows son accorded a religious rather than a unimpeded by mainstream media.” If
more respect to John Birch than to the political martyrdom. moderates and liberals didn’t feel sim-
ideological martyrology that followed, ilarly impeded, it’s because by and large
it is remarkable that he finds it neces-
sary to note how “all of the damage
done by the likes of McCarthy and
H eadquartered in Belmont, Mas-
sachusetts, near both Harvard
and the Welch candy company, the so-
they weren’t.
The aggrieved sense of being di-
vorced from the nation’s ethos helped
Welch paled by comparison with the ciety’s membership peaked, in the early to push some conservatives beyond the
massive ideological witch hunts in to mid-nineteen-sixties, at between sixty pale, into the exhilarating battle (and
China under Mao.” The inclusion of thousand and a hundred thousand. In- fellowship) that the Birch Society, op-
this wildly self-evident stipulation—a structed by the J.B.S. “blue book” and erating locally in kafeeklatsch-size
sort of bland, unconscious concession— kept up to date by its magazine, Amer- chapters, seemed to ofer. Claire Con-
says something, in its small way, about ican Opinion, members participated, ner, in “Wrapped in the Flag: A Per-
the long-standing pervasiveness of during the organization’s first decade, sonal History of America’s Radical
American anti-anti-Communism, a in those eforts to cancel U.S.-Soviet Right” (2013), tells of growing up in
quiescent orthodoxy that drove some summits and impeach Chief Justice Chicago during the fifties and sixties
conservatives to extremes. Warren, circulating petitions, conduct- after “the John Birch Society became
There was indeed something slip- ing letter-writing campaigns, and screen- my parents’ lifelong obsession.” (Her fa-
shod, if not sinister, about the initial ing informational filmstrips. But the ther, Jay, she says, spent thirty-two years
reports of Birch’s death: Ethel Birch Birch leadership fought its deadliest on the society’s National Council.) Con-
was first told that her son had been battles against non-rogue elements of ner’s memoir has its afecting moments,
killed by “stray bullets.” Sturdier infor- the conservative movement. Trying to but much of its dialogue is recalled with
mation came her way later, but requests thread the same needle as Goldwater, a kind of camera-ready convenience
for a full accounting from the Penta- William F. Buckley, Jr., had National meant to penetrate the thickest skull:
gon and the O.S.S. left her convinced Review show Welch the conservative “Suddenly Dad erupted, ‘The god-
of a whitewash and even susceptible to door in 1962; three years later, the mag- damned liberal press smeared us again.’
the theory that his own government azine shut it on the whole society. He raged on about extremism, loyalty,
66 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
and conspiracies. ‘We are patriots!’ he William Manchester’s “The Death of a for the nuclear variety), immigration
screamed. ‘Do you hear me? We are President” (1967) to Bill Minutaglio and (a call for the enforcement of “existing
patriots! ’ ” Steven L. Davis’s “Dallas 1963” (2013), laws”), and trade agreements (opposi-
Jay Conner particularly admired the argument is made that a hateful cli- tion to the Trans-Pacific Partnership).
Fred Koch, a Bircher businessman mate created by extreme conservatives— None of these positions are especially
whose travels in the Soviet Union during particularly General Edwin Walker, a radical, but it takes only a minute to
the nineteen-thirties engendered a ha- Dallas resident and perhaps the most fa- find the rabbit holes: “Agenda 21 seeks
tred of Communism and organized mous Bircher after Welch—somehow for the government to curtail your free-
labor. Claire Conner’s treatment of hastened the President’s killing. It sim- dom to travel as you please, own a gas-
Koch’s now famous sons, Charles and ply does not matter that Lee Harvey Os- powered car, live in suburbs or rural
David, devotes no attention to how wald, a defector to the Soviet Union, had areas, and raise a family”; the fight
they have moved away from their fa- espoused an ill-tutored form of Marx- against ISIS “is a charade to help build
ther’s more outré positions. She tends ism from the time he was a teen-ager, or the New World Order”; the most trou-
to ring the sort of conspiracy bells her that seven months before killing Ken- bling aspect of “Our Nation’s Expand-
parents once did, as when she describes nedy, Oswald, with the same rifle, shot ing Refugee Program” appears to be
the funding of President George W. at and nearly succeeded in killing Walker. “the UN’s role” in it. One page on the
Bush’s Inaugural balls in 2001:“Much In April, we are supposed to believe, he site displays “Myths vs. Facts” about
later”—really?—“America learned that was shooting at hate; by November, he the society, an exercise that ends up
a lot of that cash had come from big was shooting from it. striking a visitor as less defensive than
corporations that did business, or J. Allen Broyles, in a book published vestigial: six of the nine myths, includ-
wanted to do business, with the fed- the year after Kennedy’s death, “The ing how “the JBS considers public water
eral government.” John Birch Society: Anatomy of a Pro- fluoridation part of a Communist
Conner is routinely confounded by test,” wrote, “The assassination of Pres- mind-control plot,” relate to contro-
revelations of the nefarious, but when ident Kennedy brought home to all versies from the society’s half-century-
she learns, in 2007, “that the F.B.I. had thoughtful people our laxity in allow- old heyday.
investigated the John Birch Society as ing the creation of an atmosphere in Scholars and survivors of the soci-
part of its Subversive Trends of Cur- which assassination is not only possi- ety are frequently determined, beyond
rent Interest Program,” she expresses ble, but almost expected.” Broyles makes what is warrantable by the facts, to see
none of the alarm that typically greets three references to General Walker in the spectre of Birchism in any full-
the discovery of similar Cold War sur- his slender volume, but none to Os- throated contemporary manifestation
veillance of the left. The former sort wald’s attempt on his life. “Commu- of conservatism. In 2008, with the elec-
can be presented, even in Birch histo- nism killed Kennedy” remains one of tion of Barack Obama and “a financial
ries less personal than hers, as pardon- the few defensible statements that the crisis that paralleled the Great Depres-
able or consoling. Mulloy may seem to John Birch Society ever issued. Of sion,” Claire Conner found herself, as
have reservations about how Governor course, Welch added his own evi- so often, stunned, this time by a reali-
Pat Brown had California’s attorney dence-free explanation of how Oswald zation that “the slumbering John Birch
general investigate the society’s activi- received his orders from the American Society was about to be born again.”
ties in 1961, but when Perlstein asserts portion of the international Commu- In “Why the Right Went Wrong, ”
that President Kennedy “ordered an nist conspiracy. D i onne quotes Columbia professor
aide to begin preparing monthly re- Alan F. Westin’s prediction from 1962—
ports on the right” and “asked the di-
rector of audits at the IRS to gather in-
telligence on organizations receiving
I n 1989, the John Birch Society moved
its headquarters to Appleton, Wis-
consin, the hometown of Senator
“The future of the Birch Society and
the radical right will very largely be
shaped by the way business, conserva-
tax exemptions,” he doesn’t break into Joseph McCarthy, a fact usually men- tives, and the Republican Party police
a new paragraph, let alone a sweat. tioned with just-sayin’ brevity in his- the boundaries of their movement”—
The most interesting facet of Con- tories of the J.B.S. Reporting from the and updates it with the observation that
ner’s unfortunate youth involves her hav- time of the move, however, indicates that “those boundaries were to become quite
ing been a student at the University of the choice of a new location derived from porous with the rise of the Tea Party.”
Dallas, and a witness to the Presidential its proximity to the business enterprises Even the levelheaded Terry Lautz, in
motorcade, on November 22, 1963. “Did of the society’s C.E.O. at the time, describing Ted Cruz’s September, 2013,
the Birch Society have anything to do G. Allen Bubolz. filibuster against funding for Obamacare,
with this?” she asks her father, just after- The diminished society can also declares that “this efort to restrict gov-
ward, over the phone. “He hung up with- today be found on the Web, its friendly ernment in the name of protecting in-
out answering,” Conner tells the reader; home-page banner showing, when I dividual freedoms was entirely consis-
the gesture is meant to be read as fur- clicked my way to it, a happy, ethni- tent with both the principles and tactics
tiveness, not indignation. For fifty years, cally diverse group of young people, once advocated by Robert Welch.” Cruz’s
the judgment that the far right was at one of them literally wrapped in the of-the-deep-end positions on a num-
least indirectly guilty of Kennedy’s kill- American flag. Issues highlighted by ber of matters, including climate change,
ing has been a mainstream position. From the Web site include energy (support are amply and regularly on display, but
68 THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016
how, exactly, does the use of parliamen-
BRIEFLY NOTED
tary procedure by an elected senator
square with Welch’s pamphleteering
fantasies about twenty-five thousand
traitors in our midst? THE BIG GREEN TENT, by Ludmila Ulitskaya, translated from the
“All thoughtful people”—Broyles’s Russian by Polly Gannon (Farrar, Straus & Giroux). Spanning
phrase for that civic consensus—might the period from the fifties until the collapse of the Soviet
ask themselves if they sometimes Union, this epic chronicle of dissidence daringly subverts the
aren’t guilty of erasing the boundaries reader’s expectations of the classic Russian novel. The story
they would have responsible conser- begins during the school years of three promising friends
vatives “police” by exhibiting a ten- initiated into the cult of great literature by a new teacher.
dency to see and speak of conserva- Gradually, the bildungsroman unravels into a web of inter-
tism as a single fairly despicable connected stories, depicting the friends’ lives, and the lives
continuum. It was Goldwater who of their families, lovers, friends, and neighbors from a mul-
walked conservatives into a trap fifty tiplicity of angles. The most memorable and afecting por-
years ago, embracing the word “extrem- trait is that of a daughter of Party oicials who finds her life’s
ism” without in fact being an extrem- purpose in the production and dissemination of samizdat.
ist himself. The result was to make the
term forever available as a kind of MARTIN JOHN, by Anakana Schofield (Biblioasis). The titular
branding iron to be applied from left character of this frenetic, risk-taking novel is an obsessive
to right. public masturbator (an “inadequate molester”) who has a
These are deeply depressing times complicated relationship with his “mam.” He is one of the
for moderate conservatives who are do- book’s narrators, along with his mam and women he has
nating their time and money and shred- touched. Through jumbled prose, often formatted as poetry,
ded nerves to fending of the takeover we discover him to be Pynchonian in his conspiratorial sus-
of the Republican Party by far-right picions, and Beckettian in voice. Deliberately cryptic and
elements and non-ideological egoma- bleakly funny, the novel puts you inside the mind of a per-
nia. As they do so, they nonetheless son you’d strive to avoid in real life, but also points to the
find themselves routinely equated with fundamental elusiveness of character. “There are simply
the very forces to which they are in- going to be things we won’t know,” Schofield writes. “It’s
tramurally opposed. D. J. Mulloy’s how it is. As it is in life must it be unto the page.”
book quotes Robert Welch’s old com-
plaint that he was excoriated while his CUSTER’S TRIALS, by T. J. Stiles (Knopf ). Romantic, flamboyant,
“compatriots on the ideological battle imperious, priapic, courageous, foolhardy, ambitious, George
ground”—the mainstream conserva- Armstrong Custer is most famous for his death, but this sym-
tives of his day—were “accorded by the pathetic biography attempts to demythologize and reassess a
Left all the respect and privileges of a complicated figure who both embodied and chafed against a
‘loyal opposition.’ ” Today’s temperate modernizing society. Stiles captures his subject with verve. As
conservative feels less secure of such a political player, Custer attempted to follow where the wind
status. He listens to his party being blew but often misread the weather; his published writing was
called “crazy” and accused of “insanity” characterized more by floridity than by clarity; his investment
in editorials by the nation’s newspa- decisions approached pure gambling. Yet in war he was “de-
per of record; finds himself tiptoeing cisive, not reckless; shrewd, not foolish.” Stiles marks the irony
through the watch-your-language world that, despite Custer’s acumen on the battlefield, he is most
of the American university (where the often remembered as a leader who took his men to slaughter.
Free Speech Movement took of during
the year of the Goldwater campaign); BLOOD BENEATH THE SKIN, by Andrew Wilson (Scribner). “My
and endures more and more instances work is like a biography of my own personality,” the late
of left-wing triumphalism, such as the fashion designer Alexander McQueen said, a thought that
New York City Council’s recent proc- informs the structure of this account of his life and work.
lamation honoring Ethel Rosenberg’s Detailed discussion of his sometimes macabre runway shows
one-hundredth birthday. Clinging to reveals a man obsessed with death and spectacle and haunted
neither guns nor religion, and anything by childhood sexual abuse. Wilson reads in McQueen’s
but blind to red-state fevers past and clothes a complicated relationship with women. Some crit-
present, he wonders only if those on ics, observing the near-brutality of the shows—one featured
the other side of our ever more emo- a model whose mouth was splayed open by metal braces—
tive and reflexive politics can at least charged McQueen with misogyny, but Wilson sees the more
see him apart from company he isn’t extreme costumes as “armor,” a “sartorial force field,” and,
even keeping. perhaps, an invitation to empowerment.
THE NEW YORKER, JANUARY 11, 2016 69
musicians swanned about, became an
MUSICAL EVENTS ostentatiously becalmed ritual. Abra-
mović, a performance-art celebrity who
PIANO THEATRE
has lately been concerned with coun-
tering digital-age distractions, did noth-
ing to disrupt this latter-day norm;
Igor Levit and Evgeny Kissin revise the recital format. indeed, she further sacralized the for-
mat. Listeners were told to place elec-
BY ALEX ROSS tronic devices in a locker, take a seat
in the Drill Hall, and meditate in si-
lence for more than half an hour
while the automated platform contain-
ing Levit and his piano glided to the
middle of the space. Noise-cancelling
headphones were provided for the pur-
pose of “plunging audience members
into a sonically neutral and calming
state.”
I found this purgative exercise un-
helpful. Far from being calming, the
headphones gave me a panicky sensa-
tion of being isolated and entombed.
If we were supposed to unplug from
modernity, why were we being outfit-
ted with yet another gadget? At the
risk of incurring the artist’s wrath, I
removed the headphones and relaxed
into the Armory’s reverberant acous-
tic, which resembled that of a cathe-
dral after hours. I thought of Cage’s
“4'33'',” which is derived from the re-
alization that there is no such thing as
total silence: rather than trying to shut
out extraneous noise, we should absorb
it. Abramović’s concept seemed to be
more a symptom of the culture of dis-
traction than an antidote to it.
More successful was the lighting
environment, which was designed by
Urs Schönebaum, a veteran of the in-
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