LIFE IN THE APPLE
by Elizabeth Furey
|Sun has set on another New York summer –credit|
When it comes to summer activities, New York City suffers from an embarrassment of riches. We spend most of the year either tolerating the blistering cold or living in a chill that requires at the very least a light jacket. For about three months of the year, we New Yorkers enjoy the privilege of strolling around in the warmth, sans jackets or long pants. And so, we get a little too excited. Every night offers something spectacular and unique, from concerts to outdoor film screenings to events you can’t even imagine unless you live here.
While in the neighborhood for a job interview a few days ago, I visited Bryant Park. The lawn was closed for the annual taking down of the movie screen, an event the park holds each year as a reminder that summer is coming to an end, and I haven’t done all the things I promised myself I would do when they were taking down the screen last year.
|HBO Summer Film Festival happens every summer in Bryant Park –credit|
I saw zero films screened outdoors this summer—not at Brooklyn Bridge Park, not at the Socrates Sculpture Park, and not at Bryant Park. As someone who loves film, this is silly. These are free events and a great chance to see movies not in theaters on the big screen. I know how great an experience these can be.
A few summers ago –– when I was more ambitious –– a friend and I visited Socrates Sculpture Park in Long Island City for a screening of the French classic, The Red Balloon, and the recent French release, Persepolis. While both my friend and I are natives of Queens, it actually means nothing when it comes to being able to navigate the borough via public transportation. It can be a nightmare, especially when where you want to go is beyond the reaches of the subway, as this park is. After riding the bus in completely the wrong direction all the way to the end of the line, the bus driver took pity on us and let us go in the right direction for free.
|Films at Socrates Sculpture Park have a beautiful background –credit|
The trek was completely worth it, as the scenery and films were all so beautiful. We saw the sunset beside the Manhattan skyline in a sight with such beauty it was nearly clichéd. In the peaceful and happy environment, we lounged on a blanket beside other film lovers. Yet, I haven’t made it back there since that night.
This past Wednesday was the perfect microcosm of my imperfect summer. I planned to venture to the US Open, in the hopes that I could somehow get a ticket at a reasonable price, maybe even free, though I didn’t have any sort of plan. Instead, it rained and I napped.
The end of the summer is like the end of the year; you take into consideration all that you’ve done and try to do better. Next summer, I’ll write up some resolutions and cross them off as I get them done. But for now, I’ll have to break out the light coat for the autumn days and eventually my parka for winter. Pretty soon it will be that magical time of year when I begin to regret not taking part in all the holiday events the city has to offer.
|Gapstow Bridge, Central Park –- Luckily, NYC is also gorgeous in the fall — credit|