Stuffed Envelope

“It’s almost like watching a ballgame played without the ball,” Janet Maslin said.

The former New York Times film critic was reflecting on the burgeoning buzz around the Academy Awards, in a year of distinctly unbuzzy competition.

Amid the modest, tasteful contenders, there is no Titanic—let alone a Dances with Wolves—to provoke fisticuffs about art Read More

The Transom

Boys Do Cry

At 5:19 on this week’s warm Monday night, the Charles Street home of Hilary Swank and Chad Lowe was deserted. A few sad Christmas wreaths still hung from the doorways of neighboring West Village townhouses. The shittiest car on the street was an old white Acura, weirdly guarded by the Club. The Read More