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    ‘Intercepted’ Review: The Awful Intimacy of the War in Ukraine

    In leaked phone calls home, Russian soldiers grapple with the war they’re waging. This new documentary sets the calls’ swagger and anguish against images of the invasion’s devastation.The voices of the offscreen Russian soldiers and their acquaintances in the powerful Ukraine-set documentary “Intercepted” are matter-of-fact, swaggering and anguished. “I tell you, they live better than us here,” a soldier tells a woman back home. “Right, look how the West supports them,” she says.Sometime later, another soldier explains to a different woman, “We were given the order to kill everyone we see” to protect Russia’s miliary positions. “I’m telling you, I’ve already seen a forest full of corpses, more than a cemetery.” He adds, “I said that I won’t kill anyone.”Not long after Russia invaded Ukraine on Feb. 24, 2022, and Russian troops started flooding into the country, their communications began leaking out, at times with dire consequences. Ham-radio operators and open-source groups began capturing unencrypted battlefield radio transmissions among Russian forces on the ground. Ukraine also intercepted more prosaic phone calls that Russian soldiers made to their families and friends, to their wives and mothers and children. The soldiers talked about how they were doing, what they’d seen, what their orders were and even disclosed their locations; some spoke about whom they had killed.You hear a number of these phone calls in “Intercepted,” which was directed by the Ukrainian-Canadian filmmaker Oksana Karpovych. In a director’s statement for the movie, Karpovych explains that she was working in Ukraine as a producer for the news network Al Jazeera when the invasion began. After the intercepted calls were publicly released, she and a crew of four — including her cinematographer, the British photographer Christopher Nunn — traveled across Ukraine gathering images of devastation, which she has juxtaposed with calls intercepted between March and November 2022. The result is a haunting, often jolting depiction of the profound toll that the war has exerted on soldiers and civilians alike.“Intercepted” is at once subtle and blunt. It opens on three children — one on a swing — next to an otherwise empty country road that stretches down the middle of the shot. It’s an outwardly ordinary, pacific tableaux. There are chalk marks scrawled on the road, a couple of bikes resting on the grass and a woman lingering off to the side. The trees are lush and green, and there are no obvious signs of war. At one point, a car in the distance slowly crosses the road. Karpovych then cuts to a closer shot of the kids, which allows you to see their faces more fully; I think that she wants you to remember them as you watch.That first country street leads to many more. The movie starts in the north and moves south and then west, a route that Karpovych has explained in interviews is meant to suggest the trajectory of the invasion. Using a mixture of vivid, precisely framed moving and still images, she takes you across the war-ravaged country. You travel down dirt and paved roads, some flanked by incinerated military vehicles, and into heavily bombed villages and cities. She also recurrently brings you into people’s homes, including some that look like they were hastily abandoned. In one, a carton of eggs still rests on a kitchen table amid a jumble of crockery, suggestive of an unfinished breakfast. In another house, a woman sweeps up shattered glass.We are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More

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    A 400-Acre Movie Ranch Outside Los Angeles Is Listed for $35 Million

    Sable Ranch, about 30 miles north of Hollywood, includes an Old West movie set. It has been used for productions like “American Horror Story” and “Oppenheimer.”When Frank Vacek arrived at Sable Ranch in the 1970s, with its chaparral-covered hills bounded by the mountains of the Angeles National Forest, he instantly saw a California dream.Mr. Vacek, who with his wife had fled the Nazis in Czechoslovakia three decades earlier, rewrote his fortunes by opening a successful camera shop in downtown Los Angeles in the 1950s. But 30 miles north at Sable Ranch, where cattle grazed amid oak trees, he pictured an even grander second act for his life. He bought the ranch and the property next to it and built an Old West movie set on its land, bringing Hollywood — with its gun shows, cowboys and insatiable appetite for entertainment — to his doorstep.The Sand Fire ripped through the ranch in 2016, but its Old West film set has been rebuilt.Cristian CruzioHalf a century later, Sable Ranch, in Santa Clarita, has served as movie set for productions including “Robin Hood: Men in Tights,” “American Horror Story” and “Oppenheimer.” Its 400 acres have stood in for so many cinematic backdrops that they have morphed into Hollywood iconography. And now, for $35 million, the ranch is hitting the market.“The amount of history that is here, and the amount of movies and TV shows and commercials that have been made here, really is phenomenal,” said Derek Hunt, the owner of Sable Ranch. Mr. Hunt is Mr. Vacek’s grandson; he grew up on the property and formally inherited it in 2020. In 2008, Mr. Hunt began rallying the City of Santa Clarita to create the Movie Ranch Overlay Zone, a special designation for feature-film and television production that streamlines permitting and lowers costs.The Movie Ranch Overlay Zone was set up in 2011. Sable Ranch sits within it as well as within the Thirty Mile Zone, also known as the TMZ, a sector within 30 miles of downtown Los Angeles where the labor costs for film crews are lower.We are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More

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    Best Movies and TV Shows Streaming in October: ‘Shrinking,’ ‘Disclaimer’ and More

    “Citadel: Diana,” “Disclaimer,” “The Franchise,” “Star Trek: Lower Decks,” a Springsteen documentary and others arrive.Every month, streaming services add movies and TV shows to their libraries. Here are our picks for some of October’s most promising new titles. (Note: Streaming services occasionally change schedules without giving notice. For more recommendations on what to stream, sign up for our Watching newsletter here.)New to Amazon Prime Video‘Citadel: Diana’Starts streaming: Oct. 10Last year, Amazon released the first season of “Citadel,” a big-budget action series about a pair of retired spies forced back into service to thwart a dangerous international agency known as Manticore. The idea all along was for the show to anchor a sprawling franchise, which collectively would tell the story of the covert Citadel organization across multiple countries and eras. Now the first of those spinoffs is here: “Diana,” set in Italy in the year 2030, starring Matilda De Angelis as a Citadel agent who has spent so long undercover within Manticore that she has lost touch with her handlers and mission. “Diana” jumps back and forth in time, to show how and why the heroine was recruited into espionage in the first place, along with what happened to Citadel that has left her all alone, deep behind enemy lines.Also arriving:Oct. 3“House of Spoils”“The Legend of Vox Machina” Season 3Oct. 8“Killer Cakes”Oct. 15“Beyond Black Beauty”Oct. 16“Are You Smarter Than a Celebrity?” Season 1Oct. 24“Like a Dragon: Yakuza”Oct. 30“Buy It Now” Season 1New to AMC+A scene from “Stork,” an episode of “V/H/S/Beyond.”Shudder‘V/H/S/Beyond’Starts streaming: Oct. 4The “V/H/S” series of horror anthologies have survived the fluctuating popularity of the “found footage” subgenre, in part because the collections have such uncomplicated yet clever organizing concepts. Each film is presented as a set of disturbing home videos, newly discovered and sharing a common theme. The latest edition is framed as an episode of a TV show about cryptids and aliens, which gives the chapters a science-fiction angle. As always with this franchise, the participating filmmakers take creative approaches to their segments, which in “Beyond” includes one about a Bollywood dance number gone awry, one set during a skydiving misadventure, and one moody U.F.O. encounter story written by the ace horror filmmaker Mike Flanagan and directed by his wife, Kate Siegel.We are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More

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    Cannabis Has Become Upscale Chic. I Miss the Old Red-Eyed Stoners.

    Widespread legalization has created a polished new market for cannabis products — one that’s trendy, spalike and weirdly unfun.Last summer, in an effort to cut down my drinking after a particularly boozy vacation, I bought a case of cannabis soda online. The soda — called Lo Boy, by the brand Cann — was blood-orange-and-cardamom flavored; each can contained one milligram of THC and 15 milligrams of CBD. I’d drink one in lieu of a glass of wine while cooking dinner. On an empty stomach, it would give me the mildest feeling of euphoria — the equivalent of, say, a half a glass of wine — which faded after about 10 minutes.This suited my needs perfectly. I am in my 30s, and I can no longer handle a high dose of any recreational substance. The last time I tried a five-milligram THC gummy, I had the archetypal paranoid experience, and could calm down only by writing a detailed description in my iPhone’s Notes app of how terrible I felt as a warning to my future self. (Sample sentence: “There is a lag in my understanding of everything I am seeing and hearing, and in the space of this lag I feel an incredible amount of anxiety that understanding will never come.”) A Lo Boy’s low dose worked for me, and the sodas were sufficient to help me scale back on drinking — which, as I keep reading, is very, very bad for you.After the case was gone, I continued to be served ads for Cann on Instagram. Soon I was seeing ads for similar brands as well. (The algorithm seemed to think I was really sucking these things down.) There was Cycling Frog, with its twee mascot of a frog on a velocipede. There was Mary & Jane, whose ad for a product named Sunny asked: “What’s the microdose product that you and your book club have been taking?!” There was Rose Los Angeles, advertising a lychee-martini gummy with “Italian nipple lemon,” endorsed by the comedian Kate Berlant and modeled after a drink at a Los Angeles restaurant called Jar. The products came in flavors like blackcurrant, watermelon marjoram and yuzu.I was struck by the aesthetics of the branding: clean, bougie and firmly millennial. The Cann look, for instance, features elegantly bright colors; if you didn’t know better, you’d think it was an I.P.A. from a trendy microbrewery. Another brand advertised a gummy called Out of Office, which seemed to bank on customers being white-collar and deskbound: “Unwind like you’re on Vacay,” its website advised. Many ads stressed the wellness attributes of cannabis. Cycling Frog promised a “healthier buzz.” One brand was literally called Erth Wellness. Another, called Molly J., offered a picture of a box of gummies surrounded by bowls of almonds, blackberries, a handful of strawberries, a loose pear. The inside of the box — a gentle aquamarine — read “Chill is a state of mind.”These are the same virtues a certain strain of pothead has been advocating forever: that marijuana relaxes you, that’s it’s healthier than alcohol, that it soothes any number of ailments, that it comes from the earth. This argument may have received a yuppie makeover and a slick design update. But many of the selling points are the same as they were back when cannabis was just regular old weed, delivered to your door in a crinkled baggie by a shifty guy on a bike.As of this year, 24 states have legalized recreational marijuana, raising a fascinating new question: What does it look like to sell cannabis like any other product? As brands try to reach the maximum number of customers — including professionals who have, perhaps, aged out of mixing with dealers — their answer has, so far, resembled selling vitamins at an Apple Store. The dispensary near where I live in the Hudson Valley is bright, spare and immaculate. The staff members wear lanyards and are happy to answer questions. There exists not a trace of the head shop of yore: no novelty bongs, no Bic lighters adorned with pot leaves, no weird unlicensed drawings of Stewie from “Family Guy” smoking a blunt. All that stuff has moved to vape shops, which generally do not (or should not) sell weed but have nevertheless inherited the shelves of blown-glass pipes.We are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More

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    5 Halloween Film Festivals Worth Traveling For

    It’s October, and horror movie festivals scratch both the weekend getaway and scare-the-bejesus-out-of-you itch. A guide to some worth checking out.Watching weird indie horror movies at home on Tubi can be a bunch of fun. So can going to the local multiplex to see the latest scary Hollywood blockbuster with other shrieking fans.Horror film festivals offer the best of both worlds, with twists. The programming is heavy on premieres and small-budget indies, and the more ambitious festivals host events like costume contests and offer themed food and drinks to keep the party going. Some of the festivals are very kid-friendly, and others are better suited for blood-and-guts lovers.With Halloween around the corner and fall getaways calling, here’s a look at some of the noteworthy scary (and not-that-scary) film festivals happening this October.The Eerie Horror Fest is held at the Warner Theater, in Erie, Pa., an ornate movie palace that opened in 1931 and seats 2,250.Paul GibbensEerie Horror FestErie, Pa., Oct. 4 and 5Presented by the Film Society of Northwestern Pennsylvania, this festival is known for showing classic and new films along with a hearty roster of panel discussions and events. A highlight takes place on Oct. 5, when the festival presents a screening of the 1995 horror film “Tales From the Hood,” an influential horror anthology and a seminal work in both horror and Black cinema, followed by a Q. and A. with the director, Rusty Cundieff.The frosting on the cake at this festival is its home: The Warner Theater, an ornate Art Deco and French Renaissance space first opened in 1931, with 2,250 seats, a grand proscenium stage and crushed velour and gold leaf accents — the kind of elegance more associated with the likes of Cannes than “Carrie.” This year, the festival has teamed up with two local coffee purveyors — Purrista Cat Café and North Edge Craft Coffee, a roaster — for a special drink menu featuring themed concoctions like the Frankenstein’s Matcha and Killer Klownz, a blueberry cheesecake latte. There will also be displays of adoptable cats — black ones, perhaps — at the theater.We are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More

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    Stream These 11 Titles Before They Leave Netflix in October

    A slew of TV shows and movies are leaving for U.S. subscribers this month. Here’s a roundup of the ones worth catching, including a few great horror picks for the season.October’s departing titles from Netflix in the United States include bubbly rom-coms, action thrillers, killer comedies and plenty of thrills and chills — it is the spooky season, after all. (Dates indicate the final day a title is available.)‘The Super Mario Bros. Movie’ (Oct. 2)Stream it here.Like most of the output of Illumination Entertainment (the folks behind the Minions), this animated adaptation of the durable Nintendo video game is not exactly Pixar quality, in terms of family entertainment excellence. But kids will love it, especially the little gamers, and adults will find amusements here and there — primarily the rip-roaring gonzo vocal performance of Jack Black, clearly having a ball as the lovelorn supervillain Bowser.‘Crazy Rich Asians’ (Oct. 5)Stream it here.Jon M. Chu’s adaptation of the best-selling novel by Kevin Kwan is a sleek, shimmering, fast-paced examination of the haves and have-nots (but mostly the haves). It follows the charming Queens-born N.Y.U. professor Rachel (Constance Wu) and her boyfriend Nick (Henry Golding) to a wedding in Singapore, where the conspicuous wealth of his family threatens to upend their seemingly bulletproof relationship. Chu juggles quotable dialogue, gorgeous cinematography and a sprawling cast — most notably Michelle Yeoh as Nick’s stern and judgmental mother, a woman who Rachel quickly finds is not to be trifled with.‘It Follows’ (Oct. 10)Stream it here.Maika Monroe, so haunted and compelling in the recent movie “Longlegs,” made her big-screen breakthrough in this 2015 horror hit from the writer and director David Robert Mitchell. She stars as Jay, a 19-year-old girl who is stalked by a mysterious force after she sleeps with her boyfriend — who informs her, after the fact, that the only way to rid oneself of this particular evil is to pass it on, via sex, to its next victim. Such a setup lends itself to the crassest of genre exploitation devices, but Mitchell is too much of a stylist for that; he lingers on dread and mood rather than skin or blood, and he creates one of the more unshakable indie thrillers in recent memory.‘Bride of Chucky’ (Oct. 31)Stream it here.The “Child’s Play” franchise, in which the talking Chucky doll is possessed by the spirit of a serial killer, had lain dormant for seven years (an eternity in the world of slasher movies) after the series low of “Child’s Play 3” when the screenwriter Don Mancini revitalized his series in 1998. He did so by infusing the mostly serious thrillers with a heavy dose of campy comedy, and with the invaluable addition of the Oscar nominee Jennifer Tilly as Chucky’s love interest, Tiffany Valentine. The Hong Kong genre master Ronny Yu directs with visual flair and good humor. (Netflix is also streaming several other films in the series, which will also depart after Halloween night.)‘Dark Waters’ (Oct. 31)Stream it here.On first glance, this 2019 corporate thriller seemed to signal that the indie legend Todd Haynes was trying to go mainstream. But a closer examination reveals a film very much consistent with his preoccupations, pairing his formal ingenuity with a story of environmental illness and creeping paranoia that pairs nicely with his 1995 breakout film, “Safe.” Based on a 2016 article by Nathaniel Rich (published in The New York Times Magazine), it stars Mark Ruffalo as Rob Bilott, a corporate lawyer who typically defends corporate clients. Here, though, he takes on the giant DuPont corporation with a yearslong investigation that tested his sanity, resolve and personal safety. Haynes orchestrates the events with a masterly hand while Ruffalo reminds us of the exceptional actor lurking under the Hulk persona.We are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More

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    Kris Kristofferson: A Life in Pictures

    Kris Kristofferson, who died on Saturday at 88, was most revered for his songwriting, favoring an aphoristic style that surveyed the many detours a life could take. By the time he broke through, at nearly 34 years old, Kristofferson had swerved off prescribed courses a number of times. The son of an Air Force major general and a socially conscious mother, he’d been a Rhodes Scholar, an Army helicopter pilot and a family man before going all in on music in 1965, a decision that splintered his family and left him scuffling for money.“I was working the Gulf of Mexico on oil rigs. I’d lost my family to my years of failing as a songwriter. All I had were bills, child support, and grief,” Kristofferson once said of writing “Me and Bobby McGee” in the late 1960s. “I was about to get fired for not letting 24 hours go between the throttle and the bottle. It looked like I’d trashed my act. But there was something liberating about it. By not having to live up to people’s expectations, I was somehow free.”By the time success came in 1970 — as Ray Price’s cover of his song “For the Good Times” reached the Top 40 on the pop chart, and Johnny Cash’s version of “Sunday Morning Coming Down” became a No. 1 country hit — Kristofferson had experienced love, loss and hard times, all of which gave his career a hard-earned sagacity as it expanded over the next 50 years.Here are some snapshots from his life and career.Kris Kristofferson, an Oxford-educated Army helicopter pilot, turned down a teaching job at West Point to pursue songwriting in Nashville.Al Clayton/Getty ImagesKristofferson, in 1970 or 1971, in a Nashville hotel room listening to a reel-to-reel tape recorder after his appearance on “The Johnny Cash Show.”Al Clayton/Getty ImagesKristofferson in 1970, the year two songs he wrote — “For the Good Times” and “Sunday Morning Coming Down” — became hits for other artists.Al Clayton/Getty ImagesIn the liner notes of his 1971 album, “The Silver Tongued Devil and I,” Kristofferson described his music as “echoes of the going ups and coming downs, walking pneumonia and run-of-the-mill madness, colored with guilt, pride, and a vague sense of despair.”Don Paulsen/Michael Ochs Archives, via Getty ImagesKristofferson with Janis Joplin in the summer of 1970, shortly before her death in October of that year. Her version of “Me and Bobby McGee,” penned by Kristofferson, went to No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart in 1971.John Byrne Cooke Estate/Getty ImagesKristofferson starred opposite Barbra Streisand in Frank Pierson’s 1976 remake of “A Star Is Born.”Max B. Miller/Fotos International and Archive Photos, via Getty ImagesKristofferson and Streisand in a publicity photo from “A Star Is Born.” He won a Golden Globe Award for his performance.Screen Archives/Getty ImagesStreisand and Kristofferson at a preview of “A Star Is Born” in New York City in December 1976. She cast Kristofferson as the male lead in the film after seeing him onstage at the Troubadour in West Hollywood, Calif.Suzanne Vlamis/Associated PressKristofferson performing with Olivia Newton-John and Rod Stewart at a UNICEF benefit in New York City in 1979. His work in the 1980s and ’90s would venture into social justice and human rights.Ron Galella/Ron Galella Collection, via Getty ImagesKristofferson, center, with from left, Candice Bergen, Rita Coolidge, Willie Nelson and Burt Reynolds after a performance at the Bottom Line in New York City in 1979. Kristofferson and Coolidge, who were married for much of the 1970s, released three duet albums before divorcing in 1980.Associated Press/Associated PressKristofferson and Isabelle Huppert, with whom he appeared in the film “Heaven’s Gate” (1980), at the Cannes Film Festival in 1981.Associated PressKristofferson with Don King, commentating during a fight between Larry Holmes and Muhammad Ali in 1980. Kristofferson, a Golden Gloves boxer in college, was a lifelong fan of the sport.Randy Rasmussen/Associated PressKris Kristofferson and Jane Fonda at the premiere of the film “Rollover” in Los Angeles in 1981.Nick Ut/Associated PressWith Willie Nelson on the set of the film “Songwriter” in 1983.John Bryson/Getty ImagesFrom left, Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash and Kristofferson performing as the Highwaymen in 1985 at Nelson’s Fourth of July picnic in Austin, Texas.Beth Gwinn/Getty ImagesKristofferson, left, with Jackson Browne and Bonnie Raitt in San Francisco in 1989, performing in protest of the war in El Salvador. Tim Mosenfelder/Getty ImagesKristofferson comforted Sinead O’Connor after she was booed at Madison Square Garden in New York in 1992. “It seemed to me very wrong, booing that little girl,” he later said. “But she was always courageous.”Ron Frehm/Associated PressFrom left, Kristofferson, Victoria Williams, Suzanne Vega, Vin Scelsa and Lou Reed backstage at the Bottom Line in New York City in 1994.Ebet Roberts/Redferns, via Getty ImagesKristofferson joined Streisand onstage in London in 2019 for their duet “Lost Inside of You.” “He was as charming as ever, and the audience showered him with applause,” she wrote on social media after his death.Dave J Hogan/Getty ImagesKristofferson with Charlie McDermott in Vermont in 2005, during a break in the filming of “Disappearances.”Toby Talbot/Associated PressKristofferson performing with Nelson at a concert for Nelson’s 70th birthday in 2003. James Estrin/The New York TimesKristofferson performing at the Stagecoach Festival in Indio, Calif., in 2007. He retired from performing during the Covid-19 pandemic.Heidi Schumann for The New York Times More

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    Kris Kristofferson’s Stories Were Wonderfully Larger Than Life

    The singer, songwriter and actor, who died on Saturday at 88, found his way into situations and tales that underscored his role as a conscience for country music.Kris Kristofferson was a man to whom myth attached easily.Did he once take control of a National Guard helicopter so he could land it at Johnny Cash’s house to present him with some songs to consider recording? (He sure did, though Johnny apparently wasn’t home.) Did he not know that Janis Joplin, whom he’d been dating, had recorded his song “Me and Bobby McGee” just a few days before her death? (He didn’t; the track, released posthumously, became her lone No. 1 hit.) Did he once confront Toby Keith, country music’s jingoist in chief, about his performative bluster and ask him, “Have you ever taken another man’s life and then cashed the check your country gave you for doing it? No, you have not.” (Depends whose account you believe.)Beginning in the mid-1960s, when he arrived in Nashville as an aspiring songwriter, Kristofferson, who died Saturday at 88, evolved into something of a communal conscience for the town, and the country music business, while also helping to usher it into conversation with the rest of popular music.He was best known as a songwriter, with compositions that bridged folky earthiness with a jolt of literary flair. When sung by some of the biggest country stars of the era — Cash, Ray Price, Roger Miller, Ray Stevens, Bobby Bare — they inexorably moved the genre away from polished and poised singers in sports coats toward thornier territory closer to the folk revival of the 1960s.The protagonists of Kristofferson’s best songs were downtrodden victims of their own poor decisions — “Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down,” the best-known version of which was sung by Cash, finds the singer struggling to find “my cleanest dirty shirt” the morning after a Saturday night bender. “Once More With Feeling,” written with Shel Silverstein and sung by Jerry Lee Lewis, tells the story of a relationship that’s run out of gas through the pleas of a man desperate to be deceived, even for a moment: “Darling, make believe you’re making me/Believe each word you say.”“Me and Bobby McGee” — initially recorded by Miller, but rendered indelible by Joplin — was the tale of two drifters who drift away from each other, anchored in the oft-repeated secular proverb, “Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose.”We are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More