Close Up (Mar-Dec 1933)

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22 CLOSE UP " Traffic in the roadway runs by lights. No driver looks at pedestrians, only lights. He who does not give his whole time to calculating the lights well, the papers publish a charming little clock called The Hands of Death .... In the taxis, as in the hotels, eternal radios play advertisements. Taxi boys are interested enough in the world depression to shout across the streets to foot-travellers — some of the things thev have to offer ! " Police cars clang past. Police use machine-guns, not pistols. I sawone gunman caught. Three standing near were shot down. Other civilians paniced against walls and called out to the police, " We are not communists, we are not communists ! . . . Fire engines sweep by : every hour there is a fire ! " From the Plaza stretches Central Park. Its stunted trees and rockgrown grass are generally covered with the 365 pages of the Sunday newspaper. There is no money to clean it up. They have made a film of it. " There are so many lights under the canopies of Broadwav's cinemas that the Broadway smell is quite one of the worst of New York's particulars. The morons, who ever tramp up and down Broadway, like best burlesque shows which are called ' strippers ' : girls undress while comedians make jokes about fairies. " In a rush now — because this pseudomorphic film is out-running its footage . . . There are no garages : you pay the policeman . . . There are one or two speakeasies off Broadway where one may walk up a sweeping staircase like a gentleman or a lady or both and peer down at statues of Dante. Most speakeasies, though, are popular because they are dirty and old : the aristocratic houses of yesterday with holes in the carpets. Weak California Wine . . . Harlem : concentration on music — then what a lot of spitting ! . . . What has been done for justice in New York has been done by the Jewish people . . . " Anyway, I feel that skyscrapers are only successful when they are not architecture, when they have no Renaissance tops. That is why I hope this account mav have slight virtue." O. B.