Damien Hirst In Hollywood

“Brit Art’s biggest superstar opens a new show of paintings, Superstition, at the fancy Gagosian Gallery in Beverly Hills on Thursday, just three days before the Academy Awards. Hirst and the gallery’s owner, Larry ‘Go-Go’ Gagosian, both masters of media manipulation, will be counting on Hummer-loads of A-listers making the pilgrimage.”

Film Chronicle’s Leon Fleisher’s Long Struggle

“In a crystalline 17 minutes, Two Hands, a nominee for best short documentary at this month’s Academy Awards, chronicles the Baltimorean’s decades-long struggle to regain the use of his right hand and restart his performing career. As Fleisher slowly walks onto the concert stage and takes his seat, not playing, Nathaniel Kahn conveys what it must have been like for a young master to view his instrument not as the vehicle of all his creative desires, but as an antagonist.”

Jazz And Me

“In my early teens, I had an unusual hobby. Whenever the urge grew strong enough to overcome my basic diffidence, and whenever I didn’t think it would show up too badly on my parent’s phone bill, I used to make long – distance calls to different jazz musicians I admired. From the safety of my home in Brookline, I’d tell them how much I liked their music and then ask such typically journalistic questions…”

Actor Ian Richardson, 72

“His death came as a shock as he had not been ill and was due to begin filming his next role in TV show Midsomer Murders next week, his agent said… Before ‘The House of Cards’, Richardson was already renowned as one of the great Shakespearean actors of his day, bearing comparison with Sirs John Gielgud and Ralph Richardson, a generation earlier.”

Why Was It Any Of Us Cared About Anna-Nicole?

Her fame was more about us (natch) and our seemingly insatiable appetite for celebrities than it was about her. “The news of her death brought the inevitable jolt that comes when anyone dies suddenly at 39. And there is the inescapable tragedy of a 5-month-old left without her mother. But Anna Nicole Smith’s fame is as sad and shallow in death as it was in life, just as much of a tawdry compact between her and us.”