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Why the World’s Best Cocktail Is from New Orleans

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, October 01, 2015

Top Banana

When fruit was king

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, September 24, 2015

Shell-shocked

New Orleans serves history on the half shell

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, September 17, 2015

To Go Left, Turn Right

If every instinct you have is wrong, then the opposite would have to be right

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, September 10, 2015

And Then, Quiet

Ten years after the storm

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, September 03, 2015

Living with Water

On Katrina’s tenth anniversary, the city enters a new relationship with water

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, August 27, 2015

Walled City

It will take more than a catastrophic storm surge to tear down these fortifications

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, August 20, 2015

Everybody Scream

The return to normal

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, August 13, 2015

Ghosts of the French Quarter

A glimpse into a literary past

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, August 06, 2015

Clash on Neutral Ground

Sharing the roads with an alien culture

by Wayne Curtis | Thursday, July 30, 2015
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The Moviegoers

by Mark Edmundson

Living in New York in the mid-1970s, Mark Edmundson was a cab driver, an occasional writer, and, most important, a moviegoer. It was a good time to be a film buff. Martin Scorsese had released Taxi Driver; Paul Schrader wrote and directed Blue Collar; and Robert Altman made The Long Goodbye and California Split. “I can’t really tell you whether these movies summarized a national mood, but they summarized some moods of mine,” writes Edmundson. “Matinees are therapy for those who can’t afford therapists.” Even when life seemed to be going nowhere, at the movies “there was always a chair, at least unoccupied if not specifically assigned, stained with Coke, crackling with popcorn bits.”