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A New York Minute (11)

16 Jan

January 16, 2012

This is your New York Minute.

Last week I told you about Henry Hudson sailing under the site of the Verrazano Bridge. Well, that bridge figures in today’s tale.

The Verrazano Bridge was named after Giovanni da Verrazzano, who was the first known explorer to enter New York Harbor, beating Henry Hudson by about 85 years. It spans The Narrows, a strip of water which connects Upper and Lower Gravesend Bay. It is also the closet point between Brooklyn and Staten Island, which is why the bridge was built there. Although the bridge was built in 1964, The Narrows goes back about 18,000 years to the end of the last ice age. Sorry, I don’t have an exact date for that. Before the Ice Age,Staten Island and Brooklyn were connected, but Staten Island retains a quieter identity of its own.

I could describe the bridge to you but odds are you’ve already seen it in a little movie called Saturday Night Fever. Set and filmed entirely in and around my neighborhood, that’s the film that made John Travolta a star. I stopped holding that against the movie years ago. There are many, many shots of the bridge- it’s a metaphor- and the part where Bobby C falls off the bridge was filmed on the actual roadway.

While I don’t remember much of the filming, I do remember the impact the film’s debut caused in the neighborhood. Everyone saw it, and saw it again, and saw it again. In fact, in the Marlboro Theater, it ran for years. It was constantly running.

You may remember the film’s opening scene. John Travolta is walking- no, strutting down a street, below the train tracks, eating a slice of pizza. That’s 86th Street and it was filmed one short block from my grandmother’s apartment. In fact, those are the same tracks and same streets that you see in the opening of Travolta’s TV show, Welcome Back Kotter and also in the fantastic 1971 Gene Hackman movie, The French Connection. That film has one of the best chase scenes ever filmed, as Popeye Doyle, played by Hackman, races his car through the traffic below to catch up to the speeding train on the tracks above.

But back to Saturday Night Fever. It is amazing the movie ever got made. I don’t mean because the studio had no faith in it, and that’s true, but what I’m talking about is the constant harassment by the people of Bensonhurst and Bay Ridge.

Men in the neighborhood hated John Travolta. Why? Because the women loved him. Every girl and young woman in this part of Brooklyn flocked to see him. The entire cast was mobbed wherever they went. The guys took their frustrations out on the cast and crew, especially Travolta, who had to endure threats and obscenities from the mostly rowdy teens.

If the harassment stopped there it would have been bad enough, but Bensonhurst in the 1970’s was, let’s say, a bit connected. Remember I said they were “mobbed” wherever they went? If you know the book or movie Donnie Brasco, those are the guys. No matter where they tried to film, the producers had to pay off about a dozen local hoods for the privilege of filming.

Even worse than the harassment and shakedowns was the bomb threat to the disco, where the company ended up paying a lot of protection money. 

The film was finished and the rest is movie and soundtrack history. Most of the places where they filmed are long gone- the paint store, the dance studio, the disco, even the theater I saw it in are just memories.

Of course the Verrazano Bridge is still there. And I am sure the arsenal of 1,500 rounds of ammunition discovered buried near the base of the bridge just a couple of years ago was only a coincidence.

This has been your New York Minute.

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Imponderable #25: West Sussex England (w/ John Travolta)

11 Nov

November 11, 2011

I’ve never had a lot of respect for John Travolta, either as an actor or a person.

As an actor, I think he is a step above microbes but without the range of fungus. Now before you start yelling “Saturday Night Fever!” I grant you, that is a great film. And I further grant you that he is prefect in it. But he is more or less playing a moron. Not a big stretch. Want more evidence of his lack of acting ability? Battlefield Earth. ‘Nuff said.

As a person I have nothing against him, and I am not going to bring up his son’s tragedy out of respect, though I think he made many wildly wrong decisions regarding his son. However, it does bring up another strike against him, Scientology. You may recall that Scientology is a religion that was totally made up by a bad science fiction writer. But if you have seen Travolta on talk shows you know he isn’t the brightest star in the sky so the Scientology thing doesn’t come as a shock..

And that brings up another point. Why is he still a star? His career is based on a pair of films (Grease and Saturday Night Fever) that he made 40 years ago. Yes, he has Pulp Fiction in his résumé but thank Quentin Tarrantino for that film’s success. By the way, type “John Travolta” into imdb.com and it says “best known for Pulp fiction (1994).” That was 17 years ago!

And now this:

Oh how the paunchy have fallen.

Whoever the employee was that told Barbarino to get in line with everyone else had it right. Big deal, John Travolta gets to cut in line because he’s from Hollywood? Screw that; wait for your extra-crispy like the rest of the world.

But this kind of underscores my point. Would Anthony Hopkins have been turned down?

More to the point, would Anthony Hopkins have tried to reserve a table at a Kentucky Fried Chicken? Nobu it ain’t.

How out of touch is Travolta? Did he really think that KFC has a celebrity section? This is the typical Hollywood crap that Scientology reinforces. He’s special. Of course any old fast food place would have a VIP section. And of course he would never wait in line. He’s the guy in drag from Hairspray!

How out of touch is this guy?

What is wrong with the world where washed up actors think they can reserve a table at KFC of all places? And worse, what is wrong with the world that people let them get away with nonsense like that?

Why do people treat actors like they are more important or better than the rest of us?

The question is Imponderable.

And that KFC spokesman at the end of the article is a toad.