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Someday
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Farber on Film: The Complete Film Writings of Manny Faber
Manny Farber (1917–2008) was a unique figure among American movie critics. Champion of what he called "termite art" (focused, often eccentric virtuosity as opposed to "white elephant" monumentality), master of a one-of-a-kind prose style whose jazz-like phrasing and incandescent twists and turns made every review an adventure, he has long been revered by his peers. Susan Sontag called him "the liveliest, smartest, most original film critic this country ever produced"; for Peter Bogdanovich, he was "razor-sharp in his perceptions" and "never less than brilliant as a writer." Farber was an early discoverer of many filmmakers later acclaimed as American masters: Val Lewton, Preston Sturges, S...
Farber: Plays One
Molora - Based on The Oresteia by Aeschylus In this reworking of Aeschylus’ Oresteia, Klytemnestra and Elektra face one another in a dramatic confrontation. Attempts to come to terms with their violent past echo testimonies delivered in Apartheid’s wake throughout South Africa during the Truth and Reconciliation Commission. RAM: The Abduction of Sita into Darkness - Based on The Ramayana by Valmiki Farber’s potent revisioning of this age-old text is a raw and probing contemporary work which places the loss of the Feminine Divine, and thus our lack of spiritual and moral equilibrium, at its visceral core. This is a Ramayana for a new world. Mies Julie - Based on Miss Julie by August Strindberg Transposed to a post-apartheid kitchen – a single night, both brutal and tender, unfolds between a black farm-labourer, the daughter of his master and the woman who has raised them both. The visceral struggles of contemporary South Africa are laid bare, as John and Mies Julie spiral in a deadly battle over power, sexuality, mothers and memory.
Neil Farber
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I Thought I Had Time
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Underwriters of the United States
Unassuming but formidable, American maritime insurers used their position at the pinnacle of global trade to shape the new nation. The international information they gathered and the capital they generated enabled them to play central roles in state building and economic development. During the Revolution, they helped the U.S. negotiate foreign loans, sell state debts, and establish a single national bank. Afterward, they increased their influence by lending money to the federal government and to its citizens. Even as federal and state governments began to encroach on their domain, maritime insurers adapted, preserving their autonomy and authority through extensive involvement in the formation of commercial law. Leveraging their claims to unmatched expertise, they operated free from government interference while simultaneously embedding themselves into the nation's institutional fabric. By the early nineteenth century, insurers were no longer just risk assessors. They were nation builders and market makers. Deeply and imaginatively researched, Underwriters of the United States uses marine insurers to reveal a startlingly original story of risk, money, and power in the founding era.
Robert Farber--American Mood
A stunning album of lyrical and nostalgic photographs by award-winning master of mood, Robert Farber. The photographs reflect the rich diversity of the life and landscape of America, from rural Montana to the Manhattan skyline at dawn; from the abandoned lobby of a small-town mainstreet hotel to an old De Soto automobile in Maine - all in Farber's trademark painterly style.
Manny Farber
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Memories of a Holocaust Survivor - Irving Farber
From my earliest childhood memories, I recall my dad speaking about his experiences in the holocaust. When he started talking about it, which wasn’t often, you just listened. You’d occasionally hear him screaming in his sleep, reliving the nightmare of the holocaust. As I heard his stories, they were disconnected, with no organized chronology. Most of the time, you had very little idea as to when a particular story took place, and even my father was fuzzy on the timeframe. When I was about thirteen, an event occurred that imprinted itself indelibly in my mind. While shopping with his family in downtown Brooklyn, my father encountered a man who had been a kapo (guard) at one of the slave ...
