Cravenomena

Fifty. When you're counting pennies in your change jar, that's not a very big number.  But when you're Craven, fixed and quivering like a fly in agar as the big five-oh barrels down upon him from the realm of What-Was-Once-Distant-Old-Age, it seems impossibly large. Perhaps it would be closer to our experiential reality to measure our lives in seconds -- in which case, my age is around 1,539,529,440 as I write these words.  It is surely true there are moments nowadays that I feel ... Read More

I was a teenage Straight Man. Okay... so I am once again sacrificing truth upon the altar of a good lead. But admit it: "I was a middle-aged Straight Man" doesn't have quite the same zing, now does it? Among his many vocations, Craven has worked as a professional actor and, on several occasions (all of them, he admits, long after his teenage years), he has been cast as the Straight Man in a comic duo. Many Broadway musicals over the years ... Read More