JORDAN 6 RINGS HALL OF FAME - SPLIT CURTAIN RINGS - COLORS IN MOOD RINGS
A simple black and white photograph taken during the 1964 Cassius Clay-Sonny Liston fight on Miami Beach may hold the key to a horrific, politically-motivated crime forty-two years earlier. After it mysteriously reappears, the photo is burned in an act of arson that sets off a modern-day killing spree reaching from the quiet neighborhoods of Miami to the back corridors of the White House.
What the killer did not know is that a copy of the photograph still remains. When it falls into Thorn’s hands, he and everyone he close to him—including his beloved Alexandra—become the targets of madmen and trained hitmen, each of whom has a powerful motive to see the photograph destroyed…and will go to murderous lengths to make it disappear forever.
For those unfamiliar (many of you?) with the Air Jordan XX, stylistically it's one of my all time favorites, as well as my favorite shoe to workout in and play hoop with.
I got really tired of the mostly white and "chutney" (yellow) colorscheme, and so I decided to change the look up and soak that yellow out by blacking out the entire lower portion of the sneaker with dye.
The Chutney/White colorway sold poorly, I scored these for less than half their original $175.00 retail a year or two ago, and last night I put the black in. This is my favorite model of post 90's-era Jordan Sneaker, they remind me of the light-up Nike hitops Marty McFly had in Back II the Future. The fit, spring it gives me when I jump, and overall foot and ankle cushion is extraordinary. They modeled it after a crotch rocket and it performs as such. I hate the Jordan script on the straps, it's shitty. The 80's and 90's fonts were much better, after releasing so many Jumpman models and crossover Jordan X AF1 shoes, the Jordan line's design aesthetic has little uniqueness anymore. Tinker Hatfield is well paid, but secretly he knows the Jordan brand is very de-concentrated and watered down nowadays.
Original 1985 Air Jordans, beat to shit. I picked them up in England. Interestingly the league banned these soon after Mike wore them and this forced Nike to develop a colorscheme with white prominently replacing the red & black in some areas throughout the shoe. For a period he kept playing in the two tone version, getting fines from the NBA each time. Had they known that he would eventually become the greatest player ever, they probably would've made that concession to him for the season. In his sophomore year the Air Jordan II was his shoe of choice.
Seven classes a day and a hot lunch. That's what New York City's High School for the Performing Arts guarantees. Stardom? That's something the school's teenage musicians, actors, dancers and dreamers strive for. Fame sings the body electric, celebrating the growing-up process of honing talent, confronting realities, finding love, living life. Director Alan Parker (Evita, The Commitments) brings an energetic style to the crisscrossing stories of students (including future Academy Award winner Irene Cara, Paul McCrane (ER), Barry Miller (Saturday Night Fever) and two who returned in the later TV series, Gene Anthony Ray and Lee Curreri). Nominated for six Academy Awards, Fame won Oscars for its dynamic score and title tune.
This early effort by director Alan Parker is lively but jagged as it follows four students through their years in the New York City High School for the Performing Arts. Rather predictably, the kids fall into four clearly defined stereotypes: brazen, gay and hypersensitive, prickly, shy. It makes up for a disjointed presentation with a lot of heart and a great soundtrack (for which it won two Academy Awards). The hopes and disappointments, failures and successes of these teens are fodder for emotional scenes and exuberant dancing in the streets. It also turned out to be the first of many imitators and spawned a popular television series. (It was the breakout film for the short-lived feature film career of Irene Cara, who sang the title song.) --Rochelle O'Gorman