Joshua Goldowsky
Joshua Goldowsky is from Port Chester, NY. Unless you are Rob O’Hara, you probably don’t know where that is. He has been called “the voice of a generation,” although it is unclear which generation and exactly who said it. An accomplished painter, Mr. Goldowsky’s recent work, an expression of organic blue paint purchased at Home Depot done with tasteful rollers, is currently on view in the second bedroom of his New York City apartment. Also, live theater is dead to him.
His most recent screenplay, The Window Dresser’s Lament, which has been described as a mix of Mannequin and Breakin’ 2: Electric Boogaloo, tells the story of a department store creative director who, in the twilight of his years, takes the nostalgia of his youth to unthinkable ends with tragic consequences (Ok, he takes up break dancing, breaks his hip, and is no longer able to dress mannequins — the only ones to ever truly understand him).
He writes a column for When Falls the Coliseum called Joshua Goldowsky Blames a Fictional Character. It appears whenever he has reason to blame a fictional character.
