Robert Falls
@robertfalls.bsky.social
Former director of Chicago’s Goodman Theatre; opinionated cultural commentator; husband of fab novelist Kat Falls. Often posts pet pics to boost followers.
Celebrating Terrence Malick’s birthday today — the director behind Badlands, Days of Heaven, The Thin Red Line, Tree of Life, and the masterpiece too few have seen: A Hidden Life. A work of quiet thunder.
November 30, 2025 at 8:42 PM
Celebrating Terrence Malick’s birthday today — the director behind Badlands, Days of Heaven, The Thin Red Line, Tree of Life, and the masterpiece too few have seen: A Hidden Life. A work of quiet thunder.
10/10/2025
Sammy at sundown
Sammy at sundown
October 11, 2025 at 12:36 AM
10/10/2025
Sammy at sundown
Sammy at sundown
Today we celebrate Leonard Cohen, born on this day. Poet, prophet, singer of our shadows and our light. He once reminded us: “In this world, you have to be a bit too kind just to be kind enough.”
May we carry that wisdom forward.
May we carry that wisdom forward.
September 21, 2025 at 2:08 PM
Today we celebrate Leonard Cohen, born on this day. Poet, prophet, singer of our shadows and our light. He once reminded us: “In this world, you have to be a bit too kind just to be kind enough.”
May we carry that wisdom forward.
May we carry that wisdom forward.
maybe I should just stay in Salzburg for the next couple of years
September 18, 2025 at 6:04 AM
maybe I should just stay in Salzburg for the next couple of years
Go shit in your hat, jagoff. Chicago’s seen tougher punks and bigger crooks — you’re just another loudmouth con with tiny fingers and a withered dick.
September 6, 2025 at 7:13 PM
Go shit in your hat, jagoff. Chicago’s seen tougher punks and bigger crooks — you’re just another loudmouth con with tiny fingers and a withered dick.
“Why I Am Not a Liberal.” Because you’re David Brooks. End of essay.
September 5, 2025 at 10:19 PM
“Why I Am Not a Liberal.” Because you’re David Brooks. End of essay.
Much appreciated.
August 30, 2025 at 3:10 AM
Much appreciated.
It’s Robert Altman’s centenary—and my own film-loving kids haven’t seen his work or shown much interest. Has he fallen out of favor? Just rewatched California Split: wild, brilliant, pure Altman. Maybe it’s time for a rediscovery—@criterionchannel retrospective drops in September.
August 20, 2025 at 3:22 PM
It’s Robert Altman’s centenary—and my own film-loving kids haven’t seen his work or shown much interest. Has he fallen out of favor? Just rewatched California Split: wild, brilliant, pure Altman. Maybe it’s time for a rediscovery—@criterionchannel retrospective drops in September.
Imagine being Zelensky or Macron, bracing for serious talks on war and peace, and this clown starts showing off his MAGA hat collection like it’s the Louvre. Embarrassing doesn’t even cover it—America’s crackpot-in-chief turning the White House into a QVC clearance rack.
August 19, 2025 at 3:33 PM
Imagine being Zelensky or Macron, bracing for serious talks on war and peace, and this clown starts showing off his MAGA hat collection like it’s the Louvre. Embarrassing doesn’t even cover it—America’s crackpot-in-chief turning the White House into a QVC clearance rack.
“Andrew, your ‘government that works’ worked so well it worked you right out of office. And the Erie Canal? Congrats on your 200-year-old ribbon-cutting. We’ll stick with our skyline, our lake, and our hot dogs — no ketchup, no Cuomo.”
August 9, 2025 at 6:51 PM
“Andrew, your ‘government that works’ worked so well it worked you right out of office. And the Erie Canal? Congrats on your 200-year-old ribbon-cutting. We’ll stick with our skyline, our lake, and our hot dogs — no ketchup, no Cuomo.”
Sammy and Hazel just hangin’ out.
August 7, 2025 at 7:52 PM
Sammy and Hazel just hangin’ out.
Robert Wilson has left us at 83.
The stage dims. Time slows.
A train floats by in silence.
A chair descends from the rafters.
Light like a scalpel.
Stillness that screamed.
He didn’t direct and design plays.
He dreamed them—then let us walk inside.
The stage dims. Time slows.
A train floats by in silence.
A chair descends from the rafters.
Light like a scalpel.
Stillness that screamed.
He didn’t direct and design plays.
He dreamed them—then let us walk inside.
July 31, 2025 at 8:49 PM
Robert Wilson has left us at 83.
The stage dims. Time slows.
A train floats by in silence.
A chair descends from the rafters.
Light like a scalpel.
Stillness that screamed.
He didn’t direct and design plays.
He dreamed them—then let us walk inside.
The stage dims. Time slows.
A train floats by in silence.
A chair descends from the rafters.
Light like a scalpel.
Stillness that screamed.
He didn’t direct and design plays.
He dreamed them—then let us walk inside.
I’m directing the much-missed Richard Greenberg’s luminous adaptation of Philip Barry’s Holiday after the first of the year. Watching Hepburn in the film for inspiration—while cat-sitting Dublin, my daughter’s regal roommate. Big fan of Kate. Excellent taste.
July 31, 2025 at 2:12 AM
I’m directing the much-missed Richard Greenberg’s luminous adaptation of Philip Barry’s Holiday after the first of the year. Watching Hepburn in the film for inspiration—while cat-sitting Dublin, my daughter’s regal roommate. Big fan of Kate. Excellent taste.
Babysitting my daughter’s delightful cat, Dublin, for the next few days. I took this pic with her posing in the bathtub; reminds me of an Irving Penn photograph.
July 29, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Babysitting my daughter’s delightful cat, Dublin, for the next few days. I took this pic with her posing in the bathtub; reminds me of an Irving Penn photograph.
Don’t know who made this list, but the Scotts certainly know how to insult a visiting President.
July 27, 2025 at 4:58 PM
Don’t know who made this list, but the Scotts certainly know how to insult a visiting President.
So happy to see Godot promoted with “Samuel Beckett” printed like it’s the side effects on a tube of hemorrhoid cream. Just the guy who wrote maybe the most iconic play of the 20th century—no need to make his name legible. Fucking inspired.
July 25, 2025 at 5:30 PM
So happy to see Godot promoted with “Samuel Beckett” printed like it’s the side effects on a tube of hemorrhoid cream. Just the guy who wrote maybe the most iconic play of the 20th century—no need to make his name legible. Fucking inspired.
I Believe Sunset Boulevard has closed and their's nothing to spoil; so why is Norma Despond covered in blood? Is she a vampire? Did she dismember Joe with a chainsaw?
*asking for a friend
*asking for a friend
July 21, 2025 at 3:44 PM
I Believe Sunset Boulevard has closed and their's nothing to spoil; so why is Norma Despond covered in blood? Is she a vampire? Did she dismember Joe with a chainsaw?
*asking for a friend
*asking for a friend
Shakespeare Poster of the Day:
Germany, 1994
Germany, 1994
July 18, 2025 at 5:33 PM
Shakespeare Poster of the Day:
Germany, 1994
Germany, 1994
the return of the
Shakespeare Poster of the Day:
France, 1982
Shakespeare Poster of the Day:
France, 1982
July 16, 2025 at 3:28 PM
the return of the
Shakespeare Poster of the Day:
France, 1982
Shakespeare Poster of the Day:
France, 1982
Halzel’s getting some early Saturday morning rays.
July 12, 2025 at 2:10 PM
Halzel’s getting some early Saturday morning rays.