Legends in the Fall
On a recent Friday evening, we headed all the way west on 37th Street to hear New Yorker writers recount stories about being that most exciting of things—a New Yorker writer. The event was the opening night of the blitz of panels, conversations and chances to see what writers look like that is the annual New Yorker Festival.
The hangar-like space was converted into a lounge with the addition of cafe tables and chairs. A cash bar offered wine, beer and snacks in serving bowls fashioned to look like martini glasses. Snippets of conversation—overheard while we looked for a seat—sounded like, dare we say it, the premise of many a New Yorker cartoon.
In today’s New York Post, a variety of scandals play themselves out (most prominently, the unveiling of the maid who accused Dominique Strauss-Kahn of rape), but the ongoing saga of Rupert Murdoch is dealt with only obliquely, and deep within the book. A Page 26 review of various magazines out this week deals Read More
Unable to obtain a video screener of the documentary Inside Deep Throat, and unwilling to return to my old soft-core and hard-core haunts around Times Square, I resolved a few weeks back not to report on the film at all, though I finally caught it at the Sunshine Theater downtown. Thirty-three years after the fact, Read More