In October, as theaters remained dark for a seventh consecutive month and the content-starved internet feasted on memes to ready itself for the long, dry winter, a new performance-media company emerged from the sweat non-profit theaters drowned in while trying to stay afloat: Fake Friends was born, and so was a hybrid art form.
Award-winning playwright David Adjmi (Stunning, Marie Antoinette) has gifted the literary and theatrical communities with a bracing new memoir rich with insights into not so much his creative process, but instead a more personal one: the process of unraveling and restitching his tapestry of selfhood. Dramaturg Sarah Lunnie interviews her peer in this honest recount of what it took to craft a memoir over ten years.
For those not in the mood for love this month, Manhattan’s Anthology Film Archives will be hosting their own twisted hearts celebration with their annual Valentine’s Day Massacre series—named after the notorious 1929 Chicago gangland murders (which Billy Wilder and I. A. L. Diamond used three decades later as the catalyst for Some Like It Hot)—a program that elides the rosy-hued confections of the holiday for films that show the thorny side of love.