Comments on: The Bronx is Up, Right?

By: Fred Barney Taylor

Fred Barney Taylor — Wed, 09 Nov 2011 16:35:48 +0000

The Polymath, or the Life and Opinions of Samuel R. Delany, Gentleman, has been available for on-line purchase for some time. It is packaged as a 2-DVD set, the 80 minute feature, 2 hours of extra Delany interviews, and a complete color-corrected version of Delany’s cult film of the seventies, The Orchid.

GO to http://maestromedia.net for ordering details.
Alternatively, Facebook Page, “The Polymath.”

By: Ken Houghton

Ken Houghton — Sat, 05 May 2007 06:42:05 +0000

Dangitall; last time I ran into Someone Famous on the elevator in the Flatiron building, it was Joan Collins. (Did run into Jack Womack over by the Donnell last week, though; does that count?)

Bud Simons–where were you when I needed you with that piece of information?

I suspect you can put the DVD on your Netflix queue.

(As a collateral question, though, when has Chip ever been quiet about his “private” life? See The Motion of Light in Water or Blood and Wine, op cit. et seq.)

By: Bud Simons

Bud Simons — Sat, 05 May 2007 02:46:03 +0000

My one year in NYC, 1977, taught me that New York is only livable if you have enough money to get away from it on a regular basis.

By: Madeleine Robins

Madeleine Robins — Fri, 04 May 2007 15:41:31 +0000

Or get very lucky in buying a home below the market value…

Of course I now live in San Francisco, which is even more expensive. (No, I didn’t think it was possible either, but it is. I believe London beats them both, but London gets point for being, I mean, like, London.)

By: Morgan J. Locke

Morgan J. Locke — Fri, 04 May 2007 14:48:32 +0000

Oh my God. I want to see that documentary. Delany is one of my heros, too.

PS I lived in NYC for a while, and it totally rocked. But you really have to have a LOT of money to live there for any time, with any degree of comfort.

By: Maureen McQ

Maureen McQ — Fri, 04 May 2007 14:12:57 +0000

I first met Chip when my first novel was soon to come out and I stood around feeling stupid. One of the pleasures of publishing my first novel was that I felt that in writing it I was having a conversation with his work, but of course, he couldn’t hear it. I asked Tor to send a copy to him and they gave him one.

Then he taught it in a science fiction class.

I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

By: Madeleine Robins

Madeleine Robins — Fri, 04 May 2007 05:20:16 +0000

When we still lived in New York, my (now 17 year old) daughter and I would run into Chip on the 104 bus or at the Barnes and Noble on 81st Street. SG, who was maybe five at the time, would be a little awed by this stocky, heavily bearded, very courtly man. I think she thought he was Santa Claus, a notion of which Chip never disabused her. I don’t know that she ever realized that Mama was pretty awed too, for entirely different reasons.

One of the eight million reasons I love New York is the casual way that you can run into Santa Claus–or Chip Delany–in an elevator or a bus.