This Friday, at 9:30 P.M., at the Rubin Museum of Art, “a nonprofit cultural and educational institution dedicated to the art of the Himalayas” * located at 150 West 17th Street, between 6th and 7th, in Manhattan, I’ll be delivering a brief introduction to a screening of Stanley Kubrick’s A Clockwork Orange, as part of the museum’s martini-fueled film series. “Free with a $7 bar minimum.”
* You might be wondering: What does an SF bildungsroman about a charismatic young sociopath, set in a decaying nanny-state England of the near future, have to do with the art of the Himalayas? I know I was when the museum approached me about introducing the movie. The answer, incalculably, is: nothing.