John Ruskin, the English art critic, never consummated his marriage because on his wedding night, he discovered with revulsion that his wife’s pubis did not present the smooth, polished surface of a Greek statue, but was instead covered with hair. Ho ho ho, we laugh, those sick Victorians, while our sons and daughters shave themselves Read More
John Ruskin, the English art critic, never consummated his marriage because on his wedding night, he discovered with revulsion that his wife’s pubis did not present the smooth, polished surface of a Greek statue, but was instead covered with hair. Ho ho ho, we laugh, those sick Victorians, while our sons and daughters shave themselves Read More
Delicate snares are everywhere in Lolita, and the tread of 50th anniversaries can be as crushing as Hallmark (and middle age). So let’s insist on this: The book is still brand-new, drying on the page, filled with play, prescience and humor. But if you want a new angle, think of it as a novel about Read More
Philip Kaufman’s Quills , from a screenplay by Doug Wright based upon his play, has taken so many liberties with the life and death of the Marquis de Sade (1740-1814)–particularly his last days at Charenton Asylum–that he becomes as much an icon of civil liberty as the literary originator of what we now term “Sadism.” Read More
He’s Mr. Service
Gary Greco loves women, he’s mad for makeup, but most of all, he loves helping people. He’s the resident makeup artist at Face Stockholm on Madison Avenue and 62nd Street, one branch in an international chain of kind-of-fancy-but-hip makeup stores. It’s a makeup counter not unlike–in either size or content–the counters found Read More
