Originally Posted Thursday, December 19, 2013
Al Goldstein--Dead Again
"Apart from Screw, Mr. Goldstein’s most notorious creation was Al Goldstein himself, a cartoonishly vituperative amalgam of borscht belt comic, free-range social critic and sex-obsessed loser who seemed to embody a moment in New York City’s cultural history: the sleaze and decay of Times Square in the 1960s and ‘70s. . . . 'I’m infantile, compulsive, always acting out my fantasies,” he told Playboy in 1974. “There’s nothing I’ll inhibit myself from doing.' Mr. Goldstein spent much of his childhood stuttering, wetting the bed, getting beaten up by bullies and amassing the portfolio of grudges that would fuel his passions. A lifelong habitué of psychoanalysts’ couches, he blamed a meek father and an adulterous, insensitive mother for his complexes" (source).
I've known several people who knew Goldstein. They said he was a hideous man. But his death garnered a front page obit in the New York Times. It is not a flattering tribute in any way, but it is surely well-written. Al Goldstein was a creation of the times.
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