On November 12, The Weinstein Company Hosted the Premiere of ”Philomena”
A packed house filled the Paris Theatre for this bittersweet drama about an Irish mother in search of her long-lost son who was wrongfully taken from her by nuns and adopted to America.
We laughed, we wept and held great resentment for the Catholic Church yet again. Read More
PR POWER LIST
What does power mean in New York’s public-relations industry right now?
It’s not about size; many small players punch way above their weight, while giant firms rest on their considerable laurels. It’s not about money, either; some firms with modest revenues wield the kind of juice that multimillion-dollar billings can’t buy. Read More
Algonquin Round Table
Our earlier post today about who should be on The Algonquin Hotel’s 2.0 Round Table (House Rules: “No Twittering, Skyping Okay,”) has garnered a lot of responses, mostly in the form of “You should take out X and replace them with Y.”
It’s always a good time to make money and unload some property, right? Maybe not for J.P. Morgan uberflack Joseph Evangelisti (who also has the unenviable task of being Jamie Dimon’s spokesperson). Then again, the value of his stock did just take a pretty significant hit, so the money he made off of selling his beautiful West Village pad—not exactly a small sum to most Not-Moneyed Folks—could come in handy.
Do you have too much stuff already? Do you want a holiday that’s a delicious culinary experience rather than a hazardous mountain of consumer electronics? Do you want to go home to the Midwest and prove to your family that you’ve developed an addiction to brine so severe you can never go home again? Here is a guide to the best comestible gifts in New York City: instead of a bunch of crap to put in a drawer, give mom a whitefish.
Occupy Wall Street
It’s been a couple weeks since we’ve checked in on Occupy Wall Street’s most photogenic protesters (also known as “those people who allow us to take their picture), and since our last round of portraits, a lot has changed. There are tents now! And criminals from Rikers Island! (One of whom we met, and was very nice!)
Occupy Wall Street
WE WERE HOPING FOR PEOPLE WITH JOBS. We weren’t targeting them, or a specific “look” for the not-average protester. It wasn’t a bias, either. Before The Observer and our trusty photographer started out at Zuccotti Park around 5PM last night, we didn’t have a target person in mind to look for so much as a target mosaic. We wanted to continue to help develop a de facto census of who’s going down to Occupy Wall Street.
THERE’S NO JEW QUITE LIKE A NEW YORK JEW. That’s neither a matter of ethnocentrism or antisemitism so much as it is fact, and the distinction isn’t merely geographical.
New York City is unquestionably the metropolitan epicenter of Modern Jewry, a long way from the once humble home of generations-old immigrants who came from the “Old World”—as our grandparents tell us—to Read More
A CHANGE IS GONNA COME
IT’S JUST A FACT: Last year, only five out of every hundred trades made on the New York Stock Exchange actually happened in downtown New York City, on the floor of the NYSE, right on the corner of Wall Street near State. Gone are the days when the NYSE necessitated brokerages “clustered around” Wall Street in order to hand-deliver paper copies of stocks every week. Most of the action now takes place not just outside of the exchange but often nowhere near the Financial District. Could be in Midtown Manhattan, or Midtown Dhaka, but location really isn’t the factor it used to be in making money move.
Yet, with its cobbled, narrow streets, suited workers bustling around and Gilded Age architecture, Wall Street looks like more of an old studio backlot take on New York City than what the city actually looks like these days. In other words, Wall Street is a perfect set, for anyone looking to make a scene. Which might have something to do with why the recent protesters chose it.
Schweddy Balls, a new Ben and Jerry’s flavor that actually sounds pretty unpalatable, is coming under some heavy fire from a group called One Million Moms, for its “vulgar new flavor.” To be fair, it’s just the name that sounds gross, right? Not the flavor?
Well, OMM is associated with right-wing Christian group the American Family Association, which would obviously have a problem with a flavor based on a Saturday Night Live sketch based on Alec Baldwin and NPR. This group also has a petition boycotting just about every other food/apparel/entertainment item on the market.