The Cloud Atlas author keeps a James Wright poem as a reminder to live in the now.
Misleading title, but thoughtful, beautiful words from David Mitchell, as ever. Even his interviews sound like poetry.
Black Narcissus (1947)
"Manhattan" - Opening Credits
an excerpt from Jónsi & Alex’s score for Manh(a)ttan series.
WGN’s Manhattan may well be my all-time favourite television show, and as a person who has spent much of her life watching, living and dreaming TV, that’s saying a lot.
I suppose in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go. But what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.
Just because you don’t understand something, it doesn’t mean it isn’t awesome, okay?
The whole of WGN’s Manhattan is plotted so carefully. All the strings have been pulled slowly tighter and closer together every week. The only other show that has slotted the lives of its characters together so expertly and with such a sense of approaching doom is Breaking Bad. Why is nobody talking about Manhattan? Perfect TV. I am so happy it’s been renewed.