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'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook

'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook

Wylie Dufresne of wd~50 to Write First Cookbook; Bourdain to Publish

New York City “gastronomic conceptualist” and restaurateur Wylie Dufresne (wd~50, Alder) is slated to write his first cookbook ever, which will be published by Anthony Bourdain’s Ecco Press.

Roy Choi’s LA Son and Daniel Vaughn’s The Prophets of Smoked Meat have also been published by Bourdain.

Lucky Peach co-founder Peter Meehan will serve as the book’s co-author, and it is likely slated for publication some time in 2015.

The cookbook is untitled but will focus largely on Dufresne’s work at wd~50, the pioneering Lower East Side culinary laboratory, which will shutter after evening service on November 30 for real estate development. Dufresne told The New York Times earlier this year that although he does hope to reopen wd~50 in a new location in the city, he has no concrete plans as of yet.

Fool Magazine’s P-A Jorgensen will shoot both the book’s photography and the last week of service at wd~50.

Little else is known about the contents of the cookbook, but Meehan has promised that “Mayonnaise will be fried.”

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Karen Lo is an associate editor at The Daily Meal. Follow her on Twitter @appleplexy.


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


'Mayonnaise Will Be Fried'-Wylie Dufresne to Write Cookbook - Recipes

Note from PW: I&rsquod like to thank you, Mark Spearman, for your beautiful post. And for making me cry on a Monday morning. &ndashYour weepy friend, Ree

&ldquoHope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul&hellip&rdquo

If the poet Emily Dickinson had seen The Shawshank Redemption, she&rsquod have written about Andy Dufresne. He&rsquos the wrongly accused man who endures 20 long years behind the grey walls of a formidable and storied prison in Maine.

He doesn&rsquot just endure, he transcends. Because there are, in his words, &ldquoplaces in the world that aren&rsquot made out of stone, and something inside each us that they can&rsquot get to, that they can&rsquot touch, that&rsquos yours.&rdquo

What is it about Shawshank that won&rsquot let go of us?

For one thing, there&rsquos an alchemy in the actors who came together for this movie, starting with Morgan Freeman, who has never gotten his due as America&rsquos Laurence Oliver. No one else has his blend of gravitas and humility. He&rsquos able to convey the best of us, and the best in us. Tim Robbins took great care with the Andy we&rsquove come to know. Rather than dominate the screen, he allows us to see the characters interact with and around him, and the story move through him.

Andy&rsquos inner life is a bit of a mystery. As he acknowledges, he is &ldquoa hard man to know. Like a closed book.&rdquo But we have Red to chart his journey.

&ldquoHe strolled, like a man in a park without a care or a worry in the world. Like he had on an invisible coat that would shield him from this place. Yeah, I think it would be fair to say I liked Andy from the start.&rdquo

I read that the studio tried to cast Tom Cruise and Harrison Ford as Andy and Red, respectively. The original Red from Stephen King&rsquos novella was a middle-aged Irishman. Both are fine actors. But that would have been a Tom Cruise Movie, and maybe not a very good one. And we wouldn&rsquot be having this conversation now.

Captain Byron Hadley: &ldquoDrink up while it&rsquos cold, ladies.&rdquo

The supporting roles are great throughout &ndash James Whitmore, Gil Bellows, William Sadler, Mark Rolston. In particular, I&rsquove always been astonished at Clancy Brown&rsquos ability to play a sadistic monster. He is, in truth, a nice Ohio boy, from an accomplished family. As a young reporter, I interviewed his father Clarence, a candidate for governor. Yet, there he is, spot-on as the raging, violent and foul-mouthed Captain Hadley.

Bob Gunton&rsquos Warden Samuel Norton deserves a special category, for stone-cold evil. You do know what I mean, don&rsquot you? Or am I being OBTUSE?

Warden Norton: &ldquoSalvation lies within.&rdquo

Andy&rsquos not spared any of the horrors of prison. We watch, through Red, and we think he may break. But he goes on, clinging quietly to hope.

People find all sorts of messages in Shawshank. About friendship, loyalty, faith. I once worked with a man who was legendary for his perseverance. If he decided he deserved a raise, or a proper office with a door instead of a cubicle, he was relentless. He would write memos to his boss, call HR, arrange meetings with whomever he thought could further his cause, up to and exceeding the point at which humorless people in authority, people who could do him harm, would become seriously annoyed.

One day I asked him why. He smiled and spoke of Andy Dufresne&rsquos letter-writing campaign to get new books for the Shawshank Prison Library. For six years, Andy writes weekly to the Maine State Senate to request funding, and after hundreds of letters are ignored, one is not. My friend invoked this parable as if quoting scripture.

I recall the seemingly uneventful day when a memo landed in my colleague&rsquos in-box, granting permission for a long-sought-after training conference. To my amazement, the hardest screw ever to manage a budget had shaken loose $250 for my friend to attend a seminar. Our hearts soared.

At the end of the day, I think the central message of Shawshank is that it&rsquos not angry defiance that defeats oppression. It is the ability to keep our dignity, and our sense of self, intact. A point made as Andy, locked in the warden&rsquos office, cues up Mozart&rsquos Marriage of Figaro.

&ldquoI tell you those voices soared, higher and farther than anybody in a grey place dares to dream. It was like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man in Shawshank felt free.&rdquo

The movie has meaning that crosses boundaries. For some reason, the Brits dearly love it. In a survey by the BBC, Shawshank ranked number one in England as All-Time Favorite Movie. Earlier this summer there were news reports about a storm splitting the actual oak tree where Andy leaves his message for Red. That big tree &ldquoright out of a Robert Frost poem,&rdquo under which one might find &ldquoa rock that has no earthly business in a Maine hayfield.&rdquo The most complete account of this event I found online from the U.K., in The Guardian newspaper.

You can still go see the tree, of course. It&rsquos among a dozen filming sites on something called The Shawshank Trail, put together by the local visitor&rsquos bureau in Mansfield, Ohio. Much of the movie was shot there, the principal scenes at the old Ohio State Reformatory.

I grew up in this neck of the woods. Mansfield was the next town over. It was where you&rsquod drive if you wanted to see a movie other than the one feature playing at our solitary theater.

The Bissman Building downtown stood in for the hotel where Brooks, the lifer and gentle prison librarian, tries and fails at life after Shawshank. The thrift store on Orange Street served as the station where Red nervously buys a ticket for a Trailways bus bound for Ft. Hancock, Texas. If you get hungry, stop by Ed Pickens&rsquo Cafe on Main for a delicious Shawshankwich.

In one sense, the story chronicles two friends in a 20-year debate on the nature and value of hope. Red has come to fear hope as insidious, dangerous. For Andy, &ldquohope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&rdquo

Red&rsquos transformation seems to take only after Andy has gone.

&ldquoI have to remind myself that some birds aren&rsquot meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they&rsquore gone. I guess I just miss my friend.&rdquo

There&rsquos a sweet turning point, after Red&rsquos parole, when he dares to dream of a life less bleak, in a warm place with no memory.

People use the word &ldquoicon&rdquo to describe everything from reality shows to brands of mayonnaise. But Shawshank has become something far beyond the vision and talent of those who created it. Like anything that&rsquos truly important to us, we, not others, assign the meaning.

While I can report how this movie touches others, I have not been able to find a way to describe my own feelings each time I see it. But they&rsquore somewhere in Red&rsquos words at the end, in a simple man&rsquos dreams of freedom and belonging.

&ldquoI find I&rsquom so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it&rsquos the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.&rdquo


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