Sunday, April 1, 2012

Born On This Day- George Grizzard


He was one of those journeyman actors that inspired me when I was first getting in the biz: a strong supporting actor at important stages around the country & not above juicy bits in TV & films.



George Grizzard made more than 40 films & hundreds of TV appearances, but it was in the theatre that he had his greatest triumphs. He created the role of Nick, the young newlywed academic who finds himself subject to an evening of malicious mocking by an older couple, in openly gay playwright-Edward Albee's Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1962). Grizzard would become one of the foremost interrupters of the works of Albee.



Grizzard was praised for his ability to switch moods swiftly & create the emotional climaxes characteristic of Albee's work. He won a Tony award for his work in the 1996 revival of Albee's A Delicate Balance. In 2005 Grizzard starred with Frances Sternhagen in a revival of Albee's Seascape. These are both roles that I also played.


Grizzard had his finest movie role in Otto Preminger's Advise & Consent (1962) , even with such scene-stealers as Henry Fonda & Charles Laughton, as the ruthless, power-seeking senator who blackmails a young politician about his homosexual past. On TV he had a recurring role on Law & Order.


In the 1960s, Grizzard played Hamlet in a modern-dress production directed by Tyrone Guthrie at his new theatre in Minneapolis. Grizzard stayed at the Guthrie Theater for 2 seasons.


He returned to Broadway as Tom in a revival of Tennessee Williams's The Glass Menagerie (1965), he in a revival of Clifford Odets' The Country Girl (1972), repeating the role in a TV movie version in 1974.


I saw him give a sparkling performance in one of my favorite theatre experiences, Ellis Rabb's hit revival of George Kaufman & Edna Ferber's satire on the Barrymore Family- The Royal Family (1975), as Tony Cavendish, the heavy-drinking, womanising actor (based on John Barrymore) he was flamboyantly charismatic. He matched the work Eva Le Gallienne & Rosemary Harris & was a joy to see & hear.



After 4 nominations, he finally won a Tony Award in 1996, for A Delicate Balance. His last screen role was in Clint Eastwood's Flags of Our Fathers (2006), in which he played an old man haunted by memories of his younger self (played by Ryan Phillippe) fighting in the battle of Iwo Jima.


Grizzard lived in NYC, with his long time partner- William Tynan. His last Broadway play was openly gay playwright- Paul Rudnick's Regrets Only (2006), in which he played a fashion designer campaigning for gay rights. Grizzard died in autumn of 2007. He was born on this day, 83 years ago.



Betty White & George Grizzard!

Texas 2012 BLOWOUT

Lest you think I've forgotten about my blog, or I've gotten amnesia, I should finish updating you on the Texas trip. Still, it's been so long since it happened that I can hardly keep one day from trickling into another in my memory. I've just been so busy around here, what with work and winter-duck birding.

Let's just do a photo blowout to wrap it all up, shall we? I'll narrate where needed, though we were birding so fast and furious by this point that it's all kind-of a blur. We had decided that we were just going to hit places where recent sightings of potential lifers had been made; we ended up not even going to Bentsen, Laguna Atascosa, and Santa Ana for this reason. Still, we got some great birds! My jumbled impressions follow.

RGV BIRDING rest of Wednesday and Thursday

my first Rufous Hummingbird!

my first Broad-tailed Hummingbird; note the teeny tiny little head on the big body. These two hummers (well, it was probably four RUHU and this one BTHU) were having fights all over this "pata de vaca" (some sort of orchid, "cow's foot" in Spanish) tree."pata de vaca" flower

It was pretty fierce, and the little squeaky vocalizations we heard stopped us from giving up on waiting for these guys to show. It was the late afternoon of a very hot day, and we were exhausted; someone told us right where to go in the "tropical zone" of the park (behind the RV park area), and we waited for about 25 minutes with nothing. Suddenly, I heard that unmistakeable squeaky sound that hummers make when they're pissed off!

Gretchen was thrilled when we saw a Vermillion Flycatcher, lifer for her. She still says that's her favorite bird of the trip.

Moving on...
Gretchen eating real Texas BBQ at Fat Daddy's

We went to Quinta Mazatlan, where we did NOT see a Tropical Parula but did see this Lesser Goldfinch:
(photo taken under duress of another fire ant bite) We were hanging out here looking for the Golden-crowned Warbler and Tropical Parula, when someone told us the Crimson-collared Grosbeak was showing herself at Allen Williams' backyard. We boogied.

She appeared! The Crimson-collared Grosbeak female that spent so much time in Allen Williams' backyard in McAllen

a Clay-colored Thrush at Allen Williams' yard

We also tried for the Tropical Parula at Frontera Audubon. No dice, but we did see this:
a Turkey Vulture apparently lying down on a branch!? I've never seen such behavior. Weird, huh?

We also drove to a big farm field near the Anzalduas International Bridge, where we saw a HUGE (literally at least 3000 birds) flock of blackbirds and such:
a Yellow-headed Blackbird among the red-wings, Bronzed and Brown-headed Cowbirds, and possibly a few Brewer's Blackbirds thrown in.

There were 11 YHBL in the flock of other birds, and they all kinda hung near one another. You can see three males here.
A better photo of a Bronzed Cowbird, seen at a gas station:
Can you see the creepy red eye? Baby G's eagle eye picked him out.

After the border bridge, we headed into McAllen to check out the 10th and Dove St parakeet roost, looking for Green Parakeets. We didn't get any roosting but we did get two separate flyovers of small flocks of Green Parakeets! No photos either, dangit. Still.

After all this birding, we headed farther up the Valley toward Rio Grande City, Roma, and points beyond. We stayed at a hotel near RG City where you got coupons at the front desk for FREE BEER. Sometimes, I really miss Texas!

BORDER BIRDING
Gretchen at Salineño on the Rio Grande River

On Friday morning, we made it up to Salineño to see the one and only Brown Jay and more at the DeWinds' backyard feeder station. We relied on the kindness of Richard and Vicky from Bucks County, who gave us easy-to-follow directions into the wilderness.

The Brown Jay and all the orioles did not disappoint:Hooded Oriole

Audubon's Oriole
Brown Jay - this bird was GIGANTIC. He could kick a Bluejay's butt in about two seconds.

A lady cardinal tells a lady Pyrrhuloxia that she's a little pale:
The resident Eastern Screech Owl (gray phase):
Okay, I'm beat. There's still more, so tune in sometime soon for the rest of the trip!

Chop Suey



I don’t care for buffets or pot lucks, when stoned, I have given in to both, but I don’t find any charm in either.

In a prime spot in the neighborhood, in a bulky building that has housed 6 failed food establishments in 10 years, sits the newest local eatery- The Super Buffet. I said to The Husband: “I walked by The Super Buffet & discovered that they serve Chinese, but with lots of veggie items including sesame tofu. There is a menu; you don’t have to do the buffet.”  The Husband replies: “How bad could it be? What can go wrong with Asian vegetables? We need to go ahead & try it. It supports the neighborhood.”

Of course it was terrible; you were way ahead on the punch line for this post. Indeed, it was Super Bad. We asked for menus & the idea of such a thing threw the person seating us for such a loop, that she was forced to bring out the owner from the back office. We ordered 2 vegetarian items from the menu, even after it was explained to us that the items were on the buffet, which was “all you can eat.” The husband & I observed the place filling up with dozens of fat, toothless diners with walkers (really), bringing piles of crab legs back to their tables. There was no music playing & the place is cavernous. The edgy echo of breaking crab shells & mouths sucking & slurping was our soundtrack for dinner. I couldn't even find a joke in the experience & remarked to The Husband: “I won’t even be able spin this into a blog post or a Facebook gag.”

This morning, on the way to a favorite local watering hole that serves a terrific breakfast, we passed by Super Buffet & I turned to the Husband to inform him: “Look! Super Buffet is offering 10% off. Wow!  If I won the lottery, I would buy that property & turn it into an after-hours gay sex club. That would scandalize the ‘hood. I wouldn't have to change the blacked out windows or the sign. I would call the sex club- The Super Buffet.”  The Husband retort:
“All you can eat, don’t order off the menu…”