Trumpian Spectacle — A Fascinating, Cut-Through-The-Bullshit Discussion

Ezra Klein: “The Trump administration often operates through propaganda of the deed. They’re not an anarchist collective — they’re a state, a regime. But they operate not so often through the dull work of rules, laws, legislation and deliberation but rather through spectacle.

Venezuela was a spectacle. They do not seem to have planned for the aftermath. They were decapitating the Maduro regime, but they left it otherwise completely in place. Nobody — not even Trump or his administration — seems to know what it means for America to be running Venezuela. But it was an example, an act that showed something.

“Even before the capture of Maduro, they had chosen not to fight the drug war, America’s fentanyl scourge, through laws and legislation on addiction and drugs. Instead, they chose to do very high-profile bombings of alleged drug boats, which, even if they were drug boats, were probably carrying cocaine.

It was spectacular. It was a message. It was showing what they could do. It was a deed that everybody could see and would talk about.

Masha Gessen: “The Trump administration is an administration of spectacle. I’ve heard it sometimes described as a reality-TV administration, but I don’t think that’s quite right. Because what reality TV wants is ratings. And these spectacles, this propaganda — they’re meant to carry messages. They’re meant to make clear how the world now works.

Venezuela was structured as spectacle. There did not seem to be a long planning process for what the post-decapitation of the regime would look like, but just: Go in. And then you have this picture of Maduro on the plane, blindfolded. You have this very triumphant news conference from Donald Trump.

“There’s the level of this love of a particular aesthetic of strength, a particular aesthetic of dominance and organization that Trump seems to be instinctively drawn to.

“We’ve known that since his first term. He has an obsession with military parades and, obviously, the spectacle of the transformation of the White House — both the creation of all the gold leaf and the destruction of the East Wing as a demonstration of dominance and power.

“But I also think that Trump is always in a movie. He is always watching himself onscreen. That’s something that makes him different from anyone I’ve ever read or written about. There just seems to be this constant external observation of this character that he’s playing, which is in some ways his superpower. It’s what gives him the ability to shake his fist after literally dodging a bullet and shouting, ‘Fight, fight, fight’ — and having that incredible photo op. Because even at a moment when he really did come face-to-face with death, what he’s thinking of is what it looks like from the outside.

“There’s a whole other level of spectacle that we’re seeing here that we still need to understand.”

Klein: “When I listen to MAGA and Trump and then its theorists and its followers, I hear something being said about this idea that we have restrained the animal, masculine, dominance-oriented, conquest-oriented instincts that made humanity great — that, in the Elon Musk version, will get us to Mars in the future — and tied them up in hollow, liberal values and self-restraints and debate, discussion, deliberation, rules and procedures.

“There’s something being said that is operating at all levels, that the way America is acting under Trump is the way America should act, the way a superpower should act. That is what it means to be a superpower: To be unrestrained. But that the way Trump acts is also the way a man should act.

“I’m almost having trouble having this conversation because the thing I am thinking about is the public execution of Renee Good in Minnesota. It’s a little unclear what happened. Her car was in the middle of the street, and then you watch the federal agents rush the car, and she begins executing a multipoint turn to try to leave. And then an agent shoots her dead in the middle of the street.

“The Trump administration is saying she was trying to run them over. But you can very easily see that she was not trying to run everybody over. She was parked first. They run at her, and she tries to leave. Not even speed out, just leave.

“And it is a spectacle of its own. It is the kind of thing they’ve always been creating the conditions to see happen. I’m not saying they intended for this to happen, but everybody has predicted things like this happening, myself included. And it feels like a message to every protester.

“I’m curious how you have understood her killing and this moment — what its meaning is.”

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I Hate It When Seasoned Interviewers Pretend To Be Clueless Country Bumpkins

CBS Sunday Morning, a news-driven, topical-events show, is basically “performance television” for older people who aren’t that hip. The producers require their interviewers (or maybe the interviewers do this on their own volition) to pretend like they’re yeehaws from rural Arkansas, although without the yokel accents and wearing uptown apparel.

Watch the doofusy Jim Axelrod as Carrie Coon tells him that she’s become a hot Broadway ticket since costarring in The White Lotus. He leans forward and squints his eyes in skepticism if not astonishment, his voice adopting a “no, wait a minute…really?” quality.

Yes, Coon patiently explains. Her White Lotus performance led to her landing a starring role in Tracy LettsBug**, now playing at the Manhattan Theatre Club The wealthy suburban yahoos who know her are more eager to buy tickets for their day-long or weekend excursions into midtown Manhattan, etc.

HE to Axelrod: Has the “recognizable face and name upping ticket sales” equation ever not been true in the Broadway realm? Have you been living under a rock? No, you’re just pretending that you have.

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HE’s 2026 GoFundMe Campaign On The Home Stretch!…Another $3K and Done!

Monday, 1.26 update:

HE’s 2026 GoFundMe Cannes / Venice campaign is doing relatively well and on the home stretch!

The briefly faltering campaign rebounded on Friday (1.16), and now the total is around $4.3K and on the final laps. .

The early January stall was my fault because (a) I launched the campaign too quickly after the holiday spending surge with (b) people just now paying off credit card debt and feeling understandably crunched and cautious about other potential spends.

Earnest, down-on-my-knees gratitude to the HE loyalists who coughed up…you saved everything! Hope is an elusive butterfly, but sometimes it just turns around and flies into the net.

I’ve got enough to chip in my share for the Cannes pad ($1500) plus buy the NYC-to-Nice air fare with $1300 or so set aside for the Venice pad. (The NYC-to-Venice air fare can wait.) I’ll keep the current campaign going until, say, Valentine’s Day and see where things are at that point. If the donations haven’t moved I’ll have to figure out the Venice situation in March or April. One step at a time, I’ll get there, etc. The campaign continues!

As it went last year, HE’s 2026 GoFundMe is a double-header. I’m trying to raise enough scratch to attend both the 2026 Cannes Film Festival (Monday, 5.11 thru Saturday, 5.23) and 2026 Venice Film Festival (Wednesday, 9.2 to Sunday, 9.12), and now HE’s 2026 GoFundMe page is up and rolling.

I’m looking to raise $4K per festival or $8K total. Rent, air fare, train fare, low-rent meals, cappucinos, baguettes, etc.

Please remember that I’m not “begging” for dough, as a few haters have claimed. I’m simply attempting to attract donations in a different, far less draining manner than the monthly method used by other webzines and columnists. I’m just asking for a one-off gimmee of $25 or $50 and whatever feels right. HE stopped paywalling this site a couple of years ago, and so the regularly refreshed content is entirely free and wide open, and this — this! — is the only pitch I’m making.

When The Stones Actually Sang “Honky Tonk Women,” Word For Word

The Rolling Stones performed for six nights straight at Madison Square Garden in mid-June 1975, and Hollywood Elsewhere was there for one of the shows with then-girlfriend Sophie Black. Good seats too, snagged by Sophie’s Broadway producer dad, David Black.

I’ve never heard this recording of the 6.22.75 MSG show, but I remember the wowser beginning — a star-like, flower-petal stage unfolding as Aaron Copeland‘s “Fanfare for the Common Man” blared through and filled the house…cheers, howls, sonic excitement. And then the opening chords of “Honky Tonk Women”…

If you listen closely to the studio recording version of “Honky Tonk Women”, the Stones sing the chorus as follows: “It’s a haung-ahhauhuhhaung, it’s okay!…gimme gimme gimme the honky tonk blues.”

At MSG on 6.22.75, the Stones sang “it’s them hawng-kay-TONK, hawng-kay-TONK wimmin’…gimme gimme gimme the honky tonk blues.”

And I don’t want to hear any fucking bullshit about this. The words “honky tonk women” simply aren’t sung on the recording.

Five Serious PGA Noms vs. Five Also-Rans

1. Bugonia (nominees: Ed Guiney, p.g.a. & Andrew Lowe, p.g.a., Yorgos Lanthimos, p.g.a., Emma Stone, p.g.a., Lars Knudsen, p.g.a.) — Not a serious nomination…not a chance. Marginal Lanthimos.

2. F1 — Ceremonial nomination. Totally respectable film for what it is, but included just to round out the pack.

3. Frankenstein (nominees: Guillermo Del Toro, p.g.a., J. Miles Dale, p.g.a., Scott Stuber, p.g.a.) — not a serious nomination, and GDT knows this.

4. Hamnet (nominees: Liza Marshall, p.g.a., Pippa Harris, p.g.a., Sam Mendes, p.g.a., Steven Spielberg, p.g.a., Nicolas Gonda, p.g.a.) — A serious, totally respectable nomination.

5. Marty Supreme — Totally serious, high-octane nomination…world-class all the way.

6. One Battle After Another (nominees: Adam Somner, Sara Murphy, Paul Thomas Anderson — Obviously a favored winner, not because it’s better than Marty Supreme but because all the industry whores are supporting it for political metaphor (anti-Trump) reasons, and because of the safety-in-numbers factor.

7. Sentimental Value (nominees: Maria Ekerhovd, Andrea Berentsen Ottmar) — Totally serious, high-octane nomination…world-class all the way.

8. Sinners (nominees: Ryan Coogler, p.g.a., Zinzi Coogler, p.g.a., Sev Ohanian, p.g.a.) — A schlocky exploitation film secures an identity tribute nomination…terrific. Politically meaningful as far as it goes, but hasn’t a prayer of winning.

9. Train Dreams (nominees: Marissa McMahon, p.g.a., Teddy Schwarzman, p.g.a., William Janowitz, p.g.a., Ashley Schlaifer, p.g.a., Michael Heimler, p.g.a.) — Not a serious nominee. Basically an attaboy, pat on the back.

10. Weapons (nominees: Zach Cregger, p.g.a., Miri Yoon, p.g.a.) — Totally serious, high-octane nomination…world-class all the way.

Shame, shame, shame upon the Directors Guild noms for blowing off Sentimental Value‘s Joachim Trier.

Paul Thomas Anderson, One Battle After Another (Warner Bros.)
Ryan Coogler, Sinners (Warner Bros.)…get outta here.
Guillermo Del Toro, Frankenstein (Netflix)…WHAT??
Josh Safdie, Marty Supreme (A24)…fine.
Chloé Zhao, Hamnet (Focus Features)

“It’s Fine, Dude…I’m Not Mad At You”

After the shooting some unseen guy says “fucking bitch“, a spiteful reference to Renee. Was this Jonathan Ross or…?

Good’s wife, Becca Good, was about to open the passenger door, but Renee pulled out so quickly that Becca was left standing.

January 9, 2026

Been Running Into Abel Ferrara Since The Early ’80s

And especially since the first interation of Hollywood Elsewhere began way back in ’98, but I’d been slacking off, Ferrara-wise, over the last three or four years.

Then the Rome-residing Ferrara surfaced as an angry, snappy mafioso in Marty Supreme. And then Alex Vadukul’s N.Y. Times profile appeared yesterday (1.7). And then I took notice of last year’s Turn in the Wound, which is now streaming on the Criterion Channel. And then I bought Ferrara’s memoir, Scene, which popped a couple of months ago.

All Dead Except Polanski and McGraw

Paul Newman never rode or ran or hung out with these L.A. buckaroos…he just didn’t. Okay, maybe when he was shooting Jack Smight‘s locally-shot Harper (’66).

And why would 28 year-old Ali McGraw have been at this Hollywood hills soiree? Born in Pound Ridge and educated at Wesleyan, she was strictly an East Coast gal. Her first significant costarring role in Goodbye Columbus (’69) was just starting to shoot so no one really knew her, and Love Story filmed a year later.

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“White Tears Are Not Helpful”?

Reprehensibly racist Minneapolis blah-blah says she “feels wrong” for paying her respects to Renee Nicole Good because she’s a “white woman who’s privileged.” Women like this are certainly one reason why Trump got elected in ’24.

Wiki excerpt: “The day after Good’s shooting, the Minnesota Star Tribune identified the ICE agent involved as Jonathan Ross. His name has not been publicly released by federal authorities, but has been identified through court records.

“The Star Tribune reported that court documents show Ross, an Iraq War veteran, has been with ICE since at least 2016 and had previously been dragged and injured by a vehicle in a separate incident in 2025 in which he smashed the rear window of the vehicle and reached in to try to unlock the door. In a White House press briefing, Vice President J.D. Vance stated that the shooter had previously been injured in a traffic stop six months prior to this incident, corroborating the Star Tribune‘s reporting.”

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All Liquored Up

I don’t fault Tim Allen for being an emotionally liberal arch-conservative, and he definitely deserves a round of applause for being 30 years sober. But fuck his kneejerk dismissal of Gavin Newsom, the only tough, blunt-spoken Trump pushbacker with a pair of steel cojones….doesn’t back off.

Allen: “I drank when I was eleven years old. All my buddies were vomiting and getting in trouble with their parents, but it never affected me [too much]. I never said no to a drink.”

Maher: “The more you’ve had, the more you forget how much you’ve had.”

HE-posted in 2019 and again in’20

Speaking as one who happily sipped wine for decades before realizing it was no longer an option, I can say without question that alcohol really did seem to bring a certain glow and ebullience to my life.

I used to think that civilized drinking was essential to a certain kind of joie de vivre. My European visits in the late ’90s and aughts were, I sincerely believed, immeasurably enhanced by the right kind of vino, especially when the bar or restaurant was lighted subtly and softly.

I was never a pathetic, falling-down drunk, although I experienced some truly insane and hilarious episodes when I was buzzed. Especially in my 20s and early 30s. Like falling asleep at a party in Marin County in ’83, and waking up at 6:30 am in a sitting position in a large high-back chair with a half-full glass of Jack Daniels and ginger ale in my right hand.

I was almost never shit-faced (or at least not after high school), but at the same time my motto was “life would be unbearable without alcohol.” I was just having a good time. Breaking no laws, spilling nothing, getting away with it. I’m especially glad that I got to carouse around Italy three or four times before I renounced. Drinking good wine in a sensible way can be wonderful.

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When I Was Eight or Nine…

Million Dollar Movie and CBS’s The Late Show** had totally schooled me on Hollywood’s 1930s and ‘40s hotshots. I knew who Jimmy Cagney was…Pat O’Brien, Errol Flynn, King Kong, Godzilla, Jean Arthur, Rosalind Russell, Spencer Tracy, Fredric March, Clark Gable, Cary Grant, Humphrey Bogart, Gary Cooper, Irene Dunne, Myrna Loy…I knew them all cold.

And this kid doesn’t know Brad Pitt?

Wait…should I trust a woman who lacks the discipline to properly structure a sentence? “If anyone needs me I’ll be slurping apple sauce at the senior center”…easy.

** My paternal grandparents let me watch The Late Show (11:30 pm) when I stayed with them on weekends. No “off to bed” restrictions. Stay up as late as you want. Plenty of cake, cookies and ice cream.

I would listen to them (Jim and Evelyn) bicker all the time. PopPop Wells refrain: “Jeffrey, don’t ever get married.”