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...word for those who may be arriving late: this book is a sequel to A Child Called Noah (1972) and A Place for Noah (1978). Like its predecessors, A Client Called Noah takes shape as a journal kept by Novelist and Screenwriter Josh Greenfeld. He jots down information about himself, his Japanese wife Foumi and their first son Karl. But the day-to-day entries never stray very far from Noah, the second son, who is severely brain damaged...
...Greenfeld the father knows his family has been visited by a private tragedy; Greenfeld the writer understands that the ordeal of caring for Noah calls into question everything that passes for normal. Extreme situations clarify the muddles of the middle ground. The author, past 50 and worried about his blocked coronary artery, asks himself, "What do I want out of life?" and answers, " 'Life itself.' Which really, for alleged sophistication of my brain, puts me in Noah's shoes. So why should his life be worth anything less than mine...
From January 1977 to November 1980, Greenfeld records what goes on in his house in Pacific Palisades, Calif. Both sons enter their teens, and Karl, who gets there first, begins outraging his father with typical adolescent behavior. After one acrimonious argument, the author manages a desperate joke: "This family could be worse. Noah could be normal." But Noah is not. "It is no fun," Greenfeld notes, "to have him pull hair right out of your scalp and then put it in his mouth and swallow it." And Noah is growing physically, if not mentally. Someday soon the parents will...
...because ice bruises the bubbles. Only aspiring starlets drink Perrier ("designer water," sniff detractors). Evian is Hollywood's chic refresher, and the hottest innovation of all is Cit-Jet, a pressurized can of lemon juice from France that will flavor the waters of summer '85. Says Novelist-Screenwriter Josh Greenfeld (Harry and Tonto): "Pretty soon we'll be ordering water by the year...
...Dallas restaurant and bar that features full-length mirrors in the men's lounge. "It's all part of a wave of self-love," says Author-Humorist Fran Lebowitz. "They've overweighted the sanctity of the human body. These bodies aren't temples. They're barely bodegas." Says Screenwriter Greenfeld: "It's fear of embarrassment. In Hollywood you can stuff coke up your nose until it falls off. But God forbid you should appear drunk in public...