AboutEnnis grew up in Cincinnati, the sixth of ten children. In his first life he was an actor and singer; embarking on his second, he completed his BA at Empire State College, where he was a Richard Porter Leach Fellow.
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Winter—the warm weekend aside, such a slog, exacerbated by the downward spiral in our economy, unemployment numbers that have everyone on edge, and the possibility that the gay mayor of Portland, Sam Adams, might be down for the count because of an ill-considered sexual indiscretion. Nail in the Coffin Dept: The Oscar Wilde Bookshop, the…
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With memory set smarting like a reopened wound, a man’s past is not simply a dead history, an outworn preparation of the present: it is not a repented error shaken loose from the life: it is a still quivering part of himself, bringing shudders and bitter flavors and the tinglings of a merited shame—George Eliot…
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Who Steals My Good Name For the person who obtained my debit card number and spent $11,000 in five days My pale stepdaughter, just off the school bus, Scowled, “Well, that’s the last time I say my name’s Snodgrass!” Just so, may that anonymous Mexican male who prodigally claims My clan lines, identity and…
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Through HAIR, I learned that there was such a thing as Broadway. By 1969, covers of the songs had invaded the airways via The Cowsills, The Fifth Dimension and Three Dog Night, but somehow the show’s original cast album also made its way into our home. It was a departure from my steady diet…
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Delaney Bramlett, Freddie Hubbard, Bernie Hamilton, Daniel Nagrin, Ann Savage, and Edward Purdom—this list of high-and-low cultured show folk said their last goodbyes at year’s end. Now Pat Hingle’s gone, a character actor whose work spanned TV, film and the Broadway stage. So many memorable performances (he was unforgettable as the hood who burned a…
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The film director whose versatility behind the lens gave us masterpieces like To Kill A Mockingbird, and other flicks that were merely fascinating—Inside Daisy Clover, Fear Strikes Out, The Other, Love With The Proper Stranger, Up The Down Staircase, to name but a few. If you’re unfamiliar with these soulful, intimate works (ones containing great…
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One of the four Bottoms Brothers, memorable as the retarded Billy (his film debut) in Peter Bogdanovich’s The Last Picture Show. RIP.
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The time is right for Milk. Gus Van Sant’s cinematic consideration of the man who arguably did more than anyone to raise this country’s gay consciousness arrives at a crucial time. What a cruel joke that in the space of a month, our democracy managed to bestow the highest office in the land on a…
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