Updated: Friday, August 29, 2008 at 5:14am
Eleven years ago, a man committed suicide in the Duncan Hotel on Chapel Street. He began by trying to kill himself in his bathtub, and, failing in that, staggered blood-soaked through his room to a window and threw himself onto the sidewalk below. Six years later, when MFA student Angela Strassheim heard the story, she decided to find the man’s room, douse it in...
This past summer, Hollywood descended on New Haven. For a week, Harrison Ford alternately lectured on archaeology in WLH and zipped on his motorcycle through SML as he and Steven Spielberg filmed the new Indiana Jones movie. For many, seeing the filming in action made it clear that Indiana Jones is a product of pure fiction. The idea of a professor calmly teaching classes...
Four years ago, Frank Douglass Jr. stood on the front porch of his newly purchased Elm Street home, the first piece of land he has ever owned, and vowed to make a change. “The day I got the keys,” Douglass said, “I thought to myself, ‘I think I should run for alderman,’ and left it at that.” Flash forward to September 2007: Douglass stands in the basement of...
The carpenters were careful to hide their seams in this room: the brick insides are covered by a curtain of paint, the floorboards are free of splinters. Tonight the whole place gleams in waiting: the stage shaped like a crescent moon, the idle microphones , the rigid music stands. For once the Calhoun Cabaret will deserve its name: a comic troupe is filing its way into...
Joe Luciano is seated in the back room of the Giordano Construction Company’s New Haven field office at 198 College Street. Although he works as a senior project manager for the new high school across the street, Joe is mostly a father: the father of four-and-a-half-year-old Julianna Rose Luciano, and a father who collects coins. Thirty-six, Joe parts his espresso-brown...
