Source: LA Observed By Kevin Roderick | July 11, 2008 4:32 PM
Tomorrow at noon on KPCC (89.3 FM), John Rabe and his Off-Ramp Players will read a scene from “Right of Way,” the script for a noir movie that LA Observed readers have been writing in weekly installments. LAO Script Project producer Eric Estrin will be on to talk about the emerging screenplay. You can catch up on the tale of Mayor Russell Napolitano, the church-like cult The Order (oops, I mean cult-like church) and the subway to the sea along Wilshire at Eric’s Script Notes. Thanks to Edward Fuentes of View From a Loft, LA Eastside and blogdowntown for the new artwork.
Also: Saturday’s “Off-Ramp” will re-run segments I did with Rabe about San Fernando Valley history from old Rancho Encino, the site of the RKO studio ranch where “It’s a Wonderful Life” was filmed, and the birthplace of Tarzana on the hill where Harrison Gray Otis and then Edgar Rice Burroughs lived.
And on KCRW: This afternoon’s LA Observed commentary talks about the loss of Acres of Books, Dawson’s Books and the way Westwood Village used to be. On the air at 4:44 pm (89.9 FM) or at KCRW.org or iTunes. Script follows after the jump:
I never planned to whine about the decline of bookstores. It’s frankly old news, and almost a clich of punditry, like interviewing taxi drivers or ranting about changes in American society.
But then I read about the great writer Ray Bradbury’s rant down in Long Beach.
He came out in his wheelchair to support Acres of Books, the big emporium of used books that is being forced to vacate its home for a city redevelopment project.
“I love this place! he told the crowd that gathered, hanging on his words.
He described hanging around at Acres of Books as a young man, loving the smell of the stacks, especially when it rained.
There are ten million books here, he said. Those other bookstores with just a couple of thousand — they just don’t smell the same way. Bradbury urged that instead of tearing down Acres of Books, Long Beach should build a shrine to the store. If they put up a crucifix, he vowed, he’ll come back and bless the blankety blank thing.
Yeah, Bradbury at 87 is growing more colorful and less inhibited. But he gave us Farenheit 451 and The Martian Chronicles. And he appreciates a good bookshop, so we should forgive him a little color.
He railed against the lack of bookstores in Downtown LA, in Venice, in the Ocean Park section of Santa Monica.
And Beverly Hills! That got him going. How dumb can you get!, he roared. All those “stupid people” wandering around, looking for ideas. And no bookstore.
Last week Los Angeles lost its own landmark bookstore, the kind where book lovers enjoy just visiting for an hour, browsing and talking with knowledgeable sellers and other customers.
Dawson’s, located on Larchmont Boulevard in Hancock Park adjacent, is LA’s oldest bookstore. Or was.
Michael Dawson, whose family opened Downtown in 1905, emailed customers with the news that as of July 1, he’ll only see them by appointment.
A clearance sale cleaned out most of the shelves. Dawson will continue as a dealer in rare books and photographs. And as a rep for selected contemporary photographers.
But no more drop ins to browse the obscure California history titles and maybe run into someone you know.
Luckily, the news is not all bad. The sublimely pleasant Skylight Books in Los Feliz is proving that a good independent with a favorable rent situation can thrive. Skylight’s actually expanding into the space next door. Diesel Books is opening a branch in the Brentwood Country Mart.
There’s even been talk that one of the big chains might — just might — come into Westwood Village. There’s room, including a big open lot where the National Theater was recently demolished.
OK, so the second coming of Dutton’s is unlikely. But even Barnes and Noble would be better than adding another Pinkberry or Starbucks.
For KCRW, this has been Kevin Roderick with LA Observed.
