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July 1, 2019

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the mail

PRESENCE OF MIND I’m still shaken after reading Mark Singer’s tender and forthright Profile of David Milch and his experience with Alzheimer’s disease (“Hello, Darkness,” May 27th). Milch’s capacity for honest self-reflection even as time and physiology take his talents away is unprecedented, instructive, and deeply moving. In his undefended vulnerability, Milch offers those who are a few steps behind him a lesson in possibility. Corey FischerKentfield, Calif. Reading Singer’s piece made me uncomfortable; the interview with Milch felt exploitative. As a speech pathologist, I know how vulnerable people with Alzheimer’s can be. I don’t see the value of asking a man to comment on how his brilliance is slipping away. We’re told that Milch’s family and his work still give him fulfillment, but there is little in the analysis of his mental…

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goings on about town: this week

Teyana Taylor has cultivated a fierce presence that can snatch all the attention in a room. Since her formal introduction to the world, on the MTV show “My Super Sweet 16,” in 2007, she’s only amplified her artistic prowess, as a dancer, a model, and an actress. Her bewitching album “K.T.S.E.,” from last year, presented a versatile singer with a superstar’s stature. Standing on the shoulders of such icons as Janet Jackson and Grace Jones—the latter of whom joins her for the Pride Island celebration, at Pier 97, June 29-30—Taylor is magnificence personified. THE THEATRE Dropping Gumballs on Luke Wilson A.R.T. /New York Theatres The playwright Rob Ackerman used to work as a prop guy for TV ads, and he based this comedy on an all too true event: the day in January, 2010,…

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tables for two: hasalon

Depending on which employee you talk to at HaSalon—a new Manhattan outpost of a popular restaurant in a warehouse district of Tel Aviv—the Israeli chef Eyal Shani might be described as an artist with a masterful lens on leeks, a poet of tomatoes, or “on another planet, in the most endearing way.” Shani is a celebrity chef in his home country, overseeing seventeen restaurants, including international locations of his fast-casual Miznon, which goes through hundreds of heads of cauliflower a day for the humbly named “baby cauliflower,” a marvel of technique that renders a crispy exterior and a near-custard center. It costs less than ten dollars and can be consumed, in Chelsea Market, on bleachers. HaSalon, on a desolate corner in Hell’s Kitchen, retains that devotion to technique but has…

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comment: belligerence

Shortly after 4 A.M. on Thursday, Iran’s Revolutionary Guard fired a missile at a U.S. drone flying near the Strait of Hormuz, the strategic gateway for world oil supplies. The unmanned spy plane, which cost more than a hundred million dollars, and had a wingspan of a hundred and thirty feet, exploded in a fireball. Tehran tweeted the drone’s purported coördinates in its airspace. The Trump Administration countered that the attack occurred over international waters and was “unprovoked.” Several hours later, President Trump ordered a retaliatory strike on three targets, then cancelled it at the last minute, because, he said in a tweet on Friday, the potential death toll was “not proportionate to shooting down an unmanned drone.” But tensions between the two countries remain higher than at any point…

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rent dept.: boxes

Susan Schiffman, a photographer, grew up in Westchester, in a house with a fireplace and rooms that smelled of eucalyptus. Around 1985, she moved to the East Village. She married an herbalist, Kim Turim, and moved into his railroad apartment, a rent-stabilized unit near Tompkins Square Park, where they raised their son, Rainer. Eventually, Schiffman began to hear that her neighbors were afraid of being driven out by landlords exploiting real-estate loopholes to raise the rents. She started attending community seminars about landlord-tenant relations and affordable housing. “I just wanted to know who makes the laws,” she said. Schiffman likes being out on the street, learning the names of the neighborhood children and dogs. Petite, with long, dark, curly hair, she tends to wear all black, accented by red lipstick. Several…

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the pictures: what if?

Elevator pitch: What if you woke up tomorrow morning and were the only person on Earth who remembered the Beatles? John, Paul, George, Ringo: forgotten. Marmalade skies: gibberish. You scribble down all the lyrics you remember, pass off the songs as your own, and get a huge record deal. Everyone thinks you’re a rock god. You know you’re a phony. This scenario is the premise of “Yesterday,” the new film from Danny Boyle, a sort of reverse bio-pic in which the subjects are erased from history, leaving a yellow-submarine-size hole. To play Jack Malik, the struggling singer-songwriter who goes from anonymity to Malikmania, Boyle cast the British actor Himesh Patel. “Yesterday” is his first film. Hours before its première, at the Tribeca Film Festival, Patel, who is twenty-eight, stepped out of…