David Remnick in “The New Yorker at 100.” Photograph courtesy Netflix
Hannah Jocelyn
Newsletter editor
We’ve been celebrating our centenary all year, and today’s festivities involve “The New Yorker at 100,” a new documentary that is now streaming on Netflix.
Directed by Marshall Curry, the film explores how the
hundredth-anniversary issue came together—following reporters, editors,
cartoonists, covers editors, and fact checkers as they do their work—and
what has defined each of the magazine’s past ten decades. The result is
a view of The New Yorker both contemporary and historical.
At
this year’s New Yorker Festival, Curry and Judd Apatow (an executive
producer) sat down with our staff writer Jelani Cobb to talk about how
they condensed a hundred years into a ninety-minute movie. “That was
definitely a challenge,” Curry told Cobb. “You’ve got this unbelievable
magazine—even just getting a tiny fraction of the current writers was
impossible.” The project, Curry said, “is intended to be a celebration
of that hard, underappreciated work” done by journalists.
The
film ends on a rather exciting note: a montage, set to a
never-before-heard cover of a Taylor Swift song. Below, in an excerpt of
their conversation, the film’s creators discuss exactly how they landed
Swift’s O.K. for the soundtrack. Read the entire chat here.
Curry:
One other anecdote was that, as we were finishing the film, we needed a
song for the final sequence. And we needed something that was New
York-themed, but it needed to have, like, a dynamic range that could
both sort of sit underneath David Remnick talking about the importance
of the magazine and also under party footage, and then would have a
little punch when you go to the credits that would say “New York.”
And
we were trying all of these different songs, and I texted Kelefa
Sanneh, the brilliant music mind, who’s featured in the film, and I
said, “Do you have any ideas for a New York song that would work?” And
he said, “What if you got someone like Matt Berninger from the
National,” this sort of cool indie-rock band, “to record Taylor Swift’s
‘Welcome to New York’?”
And he didn’t know, but I’m super good friends with Matt Berninger, and Matt’s wife was a fiction editor at The New Yorker.
And I’d been talking to Matt as well—like, “Can you think of any
songs?” So I called him, and said, “Hey, I just had this idea—would you
be willing to do this?” And he said, “The problem is”—we were talking on
a Saturday—“the day after tomorrow, I’m going to California to rehearse
to go on tour. But tomorrow, I could go into a studio and record the
song.” But he said, “I don’t know if Taylor Swift’s going to let you use
the song. You know, she’s Taylor Swift.”
And
so he said, “I’ll record it; if you can get the rights, then you can
use it; if not, then whatever.” And so he recorded the song, he sent it
to me the next day, we cut it into the film, it was perfect—it had all
that fun dynamic range, it was cool, it was smart, it was poppy.
I write Taylor Swift an e-mail; two days later, she says, “Sure,” and, you know—
Apatow: How do you have her e-mail?!
Cobb: It’s, like, Taylor Swift never replies to my e-mails. [Laughter.]
Curry: So that’s the song at the end of the movie. It’s an unreleased version of Taylor Swift’s “Welcome to New York.”
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