Joshua Neuman
All of us have a photo of ourselves that’s hard to reconcile with who we are in the present. For me, it’s the one from high school where I’m wearing bowling shoes, tattered overalls, and a black-and-white checkered bandana. I can’t remember what I was thinking at the time. I looked like a circa-‘97 Pauly Shore...
DR. HASWELL AND MATTHEW BEARD
DR. HASWELL AND MATTHEW BEARD
We at Flaunt love the pursuit of all things exotic and rare. We wear expensive suits, drive fancy cars, and go to bed with beautiful people whose taste is often more lavish than ours. This drive for the finer things is why we love the truffle, that most mysterious and elusive culinary oddity. The lumpy, golf ball-sized fungus mimics the tuber in...
DAPHNE CARR
judd condo
My friend Ethan was bragging about his speakers. “It sounds like he’s right there in the room with you,” he said, putting some obscure country blues on the turntable at a modest volume and letting the spirit fill the room. It did, wholly. I was, typically, unimpressed. Ethan’s obsession with the authorial aura was nicely undressed in Peter Doyle’s Echo and Reverb, a...
STEPHEN BROWER
With only three features to his credit, Whit Stillman has one of cinema’s most criminally abbreviated filmographies. The director, an unabashed disciple of Woody Allen, delivered a torrent of talkie, whip-smart comedies of manners in the 1990s, including Barcelona (1994) and Last Days of Disco (1998), only to vanish...
