Do you find New York today less photogenic than it was a few decades ago?

Photogenic is such a subjective word. I never get tired of street photography, and I really do believe that Manhattan street photography in particular is unique and always will be, precisely because of the mix of people on the street and in the subways from all over the world. So a striking Manhattan street photograph might include a juxtaposition of a business person next to a homeless person next to recent immigrants. New York is eight million people from all over the world living in relative peace, which is hopeful for the whole world, that people in such close proximity can get along.

Legendary Chelsea hotel stands alone to all New York hotels. And not because of the high price for rooms. Chelsea is considered to be one of famous city attractions. Today Chelsea hotel is like a museum of American culture. During all of the XX century, this place was a headquarters of post-modernism representatives with their literary and musician masterpieces which they generously shared with the world throw the lyrics and pop – art paintings.

So I went to New York City to be born again. It was and remains easy for most Americans to go somewhere else and start anew. I wasn’t like my parents. I didn’t have any supposedly sacred piece of land or shoals of friends to leave behind. Nowhere has the number zero been of more philisophical value than in the United States…. and when the [train] plunged into a tunnel under New York City, with its lining of pipes and wires, I was out of the womb and into the birth canal.

 

Three Days of the Condor is an American political thriller directed by Sydney Pollack in 1975 and starring Robert Redford, Faye Dunaway, Cliff Robertson, and Max von Sydow.
The screenplay by Lorenzo Semple, Jr. and David Rayfiel was adapted from a novel of James Grady «Six Days of the Condor» in far 1974. It was nominated for the Academy Award for Best Film Editing.

«His code name is Condor. In the next twenty-four hours everyone he trusts will try to kill him»

All the animals come out at night — whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I go all over. I take people to the Bronx, Brooklyn, I take ’em to Harlem. I don’t care. Don’t make no difference to me. It does to some. Some won’t even take spooks. Don’t make no difference to me.

(с) «Taxi Driver» — 1976