July 2007 – The American Mag

Tarragon Olga

By Christopher P. Winner | July 29th, 2007

“You’ve been on your boat,” the waiters say. The word “boat” excites them. It boasts the sudden sex that secret agents purport but never have.

By Christopher P. Winner| 2018-03-21T18:25:13+01:00 July 21st, 2007|Area 51|

"How are you?" I asked. Eighty-two, he answered, tapping his ribs with his fingertips.

By Marcia Yarrow| 2018-03-21T18:30:23+01:00 July 17th, 2007|Reviews|

Look at Mama Cass looking at Janis Joplin. That's worth the movie.

By Christopher P. Winner| 2018-03-21T18:17:38+01:00 July 15th, 2007|Area 51|

I placate the hubbub with earplugs but fall short. Weekdays belong to the drills.

By Claude Xavier-Garri| 2018-03-21T18:31:37+01:00 July 15th, 2007|Reviews|

John Woo ensures cosmetic surgery takes on a brave new meaning.

Zenobia can legitimately lay claim to the best Middle Eastern restaurant in Rome.

By Marcia Yarrow| 2018-03-21T18:26:51+01:00 July 10th, 2007|Reviews|

Russell Banks' New Hampshire novel gets a superlative James Coburn.

By Christopher P. Winner| 2018-03-21T18:25:06+01:00 July 8th, 2007|Area 51|

The women lived in an apartment loyal to wood — tables, armoires, ornate chairs, and bookcases.

By Marcia Yarrow| 2018-03-21T18:22:46+01:00 July 1st, 2007|Reviews|

Daniel Craig puts the vulnerable James back into Bond.

By Matthew Fiorentino| 2018-03-21T18:22:24+01:00 July 1st, 2007|At Large & Sports|

"Hey Pompei, You look great. That whole ancient Roman thing is really working for you."

By Christopher P. Winner| 2018-03-21T18:18:37+01:00 July 1st, 2007|Area 51|

The mind's pretty porcelain resents evidence of fissures.

By Katie McGovern| 2018-03-21T18:25:06+01:00 July 1st, 2007|Lifestyle Archive|

Reeking of cigarettes, Robert interrupts to describe his acting in "Gangs of New York."