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Last is best. Ernest Hemingway's Hills Like White Elephants (directed by Tony Richardson) is a vignette from 1925 Spain. At a dusty rural railway station, a writer with wanderlust (James Woods) and his pregnant girlfriend (Melanie Griffith) warily discuss what is never explicitly mentioned: an abortion. Writers John Gregory Dunne and Joan Didion produced dialogue that is Earnestly true, not faux Papa. Woods, edgy as usual, and Griffith, her little- girl voice on the edge of tears, generate real sexual tension...
Turow is the 92nd writer to appear on the cover of TIME. The first was novelist Joseph Conrad in the magazine's sixth issue, in 1923. Eight have appeared twice: George Bernard Shaw (1923 and 1956), Sinclair Lewis (1927 and 1945), James Joyce (1934 and 1939), Ernest Hemingway (1937 and 1954), Andre Malraux (1938 and 1955), William Faulkner (1939 and 1964), Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn (1968 and 1974) and John Updike (1968 and 1982). Eugene O'Neill appeared four times (1924, 1928, 1931 and 1946). Other writers include Russell Baker, John Cheever, Noel Coward, Graham Greene, Alex Haley, John Irving, Jean Kerr...
...lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man," Hemingway once wrote, "then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast." In my case, the moveable feast was spread at the crossroads outside Paris' oldest church, the 6th century shrine of St. Germain-des-Pres. Baron Haussmann cut a boulevard through here during the Second Empire, and in came what memory still rates as the three best cafes in Paris, and thus the world. The first was the Flore (1865), celebrated as the headquarters of existentialism...
...Bellow used to drink here, and William Faulkner too, or that Djuna Barnes set several scenes in Nightwood here. In fact, when the proprietor was once asked what she remembered of Barnes, she said she had never heard of her. But the two coupes of icy Pommery tasted grand. Hemingway was right: Paris is much changed, but the moveable feast can still be celebrated...
...Hemingway and Joyce wrote there; impressionism sprang to life there; Robespierre and Lenin plotted there. Where? In the grand and glorious old Parisian cafes, bien sur. The times may have changed, but the moveable feast continues...