I've written here before about Denver's ubiquitous weed tree, the Ailanthus, or "ghetto palm" as it is frequently called. No smell, other than perhaps the Purina plant on a windy day, is more associated with Denver in my mind than the Ailanthus trees in flower in June. An unpleasant odor to say the least, somewhere between cat urine and b.o., it's not one of the finer points of living in urban Denver, that's for sure.
Were you aware that there was a book and movie, in wich the Ailanthus stars? Yup, "A Tree Grows In Brooklyn", about a young girl with an alcoholic father growing up in Brooklyn, takes its title from the Ailanthus tree, which is featured frequently in the story.
Well, I had heard this, but it wasn't until tonight, when the movie was broadcast on TMC, that I actually checked it out out of curiosity. I must admit, it was pretty interesting, taking place in turn-of-the-century Brooklyn. While most black-and-white films had taught me to expect cheap, unrealistic sets, portionas of the film were clearly either filmed on location, or in some other similar "period" city. The streets and brick buildings made me envision what Denver was like at that time.
I was expecting the trees to be plastic, and of some generic style (Like a maple or something). To my surprise the trees in the film looked just like Ailanthus--Talk about set authenticity! You couldn't help but recognize the thin, palm-like leaves as familiar. The girls father talks about the trees "sprouting right out of the concrete, without a reason..."--Ain't that a fact, Jack.
The only thing they didn't portray in the film--Thank goodness--Was the odor. But with spring just a couple months away, won't be long before Denver's least favorite tree will be back in business again before we know it.
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