The Daily Beast, Tina Brown and Barry Diller’s nascent Web venture, was supposed to launch yesterday, as Portfolio‘s Jeff Bercovici pointed out on his Mixed Media blog.
While Ms. Brown’s much-anticipated entry into the news aggregation business continues to be fashionably late, the site does have a new landing page. And that landing Read More
Sept. 11 has occasioned a lot of art, and most of it is lousy. No surprise, really: It’s rare to find a painter, novelist, playwright or filmmaker who can tease out the nuances of actual, often devastating events or bring order to them. The typical artist robs history of gravitas by burdening it with sentiment Read More
We’ve never entirely understood the communications director/press secretary distinction. Nonetheless, we bring you word that the Mayor has found that Ed knows enough Yeats to absorb Cunningham’s job:
“Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg announced today that Press Secretary Edward Skyler will also serve as the Administration’s Communications Director….
“‘I am pleased to appoint Ed Skyler as Read More
We were pleased to see the Times this morning take a peek into Bill Cunningham’s soul, which is apparently full of Yeats. The Irish poet was a famously bad politician, but he did write a very nice poem called Politics. We trust it doesn’t reflect the attitude up at Bill’s new office:
How Read More
The Dying Animal , by Philip Roth. Houghton Mifflin, 156 pages, $23.
In the eight-year period since 1993, Philip Roth has demonstrated, by the publication of Operation Shylock , Sabbath’s Theater , American Pastoral and The Human Stain , that he is quite simply the greatest novelist writing in the English language. Any work by Read More
There are three very good reasons to rush to see the new production of Harold Pinter’s 1978 Betrayal at the American Airlines Theatre–Juliette Binoche, Juliette Binoche and Juliette Binoche! No disrespect to her co-stars Liev Schreiber and John Slattery, but that is the way love goes.
Ms. Binoche, who surely enchanted us all in The Read More
Paradise, by Toni Morrison. Knopf, 318 pages, $25.
A rigorous thinker intent on melting rigor, Toni Morrison writes with precision and discipline so as to subvert discipline and precision. She floats an ark of opposites just to show how sterile dichotomy can be. I had a professor once who wondered whether Sula (it remains Read More
