Posts by Daniel Maurer:
A week after filming at William Sheridan Playground in Williamsburg, Girls was right across the street today, shooting at Aurora. We didn’t spot Adam or Jessa, but hey, those are their chairs. Whee. Also! A few days ago, Lena Dunham posted a shot from the set indicating that her sister will be making her Girls debut this season.
Update, 4:20 p.m.: They’re back and filming a scene where Adam and Jessa stroll down Grand Street. Video up top.
Last week, when creators and cast members of Kids got together at BAM for a 20th anniversary reunion, producer Carry Woods recalled showing the film to a reporter friend before its premiere at Sundance in 1995. “She loved it,” he said, “and it ended up being on the cover of New York magazine.” The hype surrounding Lynn Hirschberg’s story in the June 5, 1995 issue helped make the film a sensation. Here then, for your reading pleasure, is that story, which documents the buzzed-about premiere, the controversy that was already building around the film, and (our favorite part) Harmony Korine bopping around Soho in a wig, throwing firecrackers at everyone.
We’re big fans of Kathleen Hanna. We’re big fans of King Buzzo. So imagine our delight last night at Santos Party House when Buzzo and the Melvins brought out Teri Gender Bender, the firebrand frontwoman of opening act Le Butcherettes, for an amped up version of “Rebel Girl.” (Grunge trivia: Kathleen Hanna is the one who wrote “Kurt smells like teen spirit” on the walls of Kurt Cobain’s apartment, spurring the song title; Buzzo, who has covered “Smells Like Teen Spirit” with Leif Garrett, recently said the Cobain documentary Montage of Heck was 90% “total bullshit.” Discuss.) Watch it above and when you’re done, check out their cover of “Moving to Florida” by the Butthole Surfers, with former band member Jeff Pinkus on bass.
Just nine months after North Brooklyn Farms dismantled its plot at Havemeyer Park, it’s returning at a new location and hosting some al fresco, farm-to-table dinners.
The competition for summer weekend destination has been fierce: while Rockaway added a skate bowl and a (still forthcoming) palm-tree paradise, Coney Island leveled up with a Smorgasburg and some murals. Coney’s latest gambit? A freaking trapeze school. That’s right: Trapeze School New York, which has an outdoor rig at Pier 40 in Hudson River Park, is adding another location in Coney.
When Marc Maron’s show at BAM sold out, I had no choice but to go see him in Huntingon, Long Island – something I figured might’ve been a mistake when I looked over the crowd of about 1,500 at the Paramount and saw just one skinny bearded guy. Just one recognizable hipster for Marc Maron, the ultimate alt comic? Even the opening act, Brooklyn’s own Mike Lawrence, seemed to know this could get ugly. After describing Florida as the “Ellis Island of awful people,” including Juggalos and Fred Durst, he said, “In the green room there was a Limp Bizkit poster. Fuck it, looking at it gave me the strength to do that joke even more.”
After being knocked out by a fire in early 2013, Ella Cafe reinvented itself as a Korean gastropub that never really took off. But yesterday, a signboard outside of Sujo announced that Ella was back. The owners explained the move on Facebook: “Over the past couple of months, we tried a new concept called Sujo but we kept hearing how much people missed Ella.”
It was kind of surreal watching Rosario Dawson, Chloe Sevigny, and Harmony Korine walk the red carpet at BAM last night, before the 20th anniversary screening of Kids. Sure, they’re all part of the Hollywood establishment at this point (when I rolled up to the Peter Jay Sharp Building, Sevigny was signing DVDs of her films), but you can’t help but think of them as, well, the kids that Larry Clark plucked out of obscurity over two decades ago for his controversial work of cinema verite.
Heads up, indiscriminate freeloaders: next Tuesday, instead of dutifully lapping up the dregs of the coffee in your break room, you can score yourself something slightly better: free Starbucks. The folks over at Flavorpill tell us they’re teaming with the ‘bucks and Lyft to deliver free bottles of ice coffee between noon and 5pm on June 30. Just go into “SBUX” mode on your Lyft map, request a sample and it’ll be delivered in minutes (though the promotion is subject to “driver availability”).
Williamsburg just got a new dance destination, far from the maddening crowds that line up at Output, Verboten, Kinfolk and Good Room. Black Flamingo isn’t another boxy club – it’s a vegan restaurant that houses an intimate basement lounge with a killer analog, vinyl-friendly soundsystem. For the past couple of weeks it’s been operating under the radar, in “very, very soft-opened” mode, despite a pretty impressive lineup of DJs. But with its menu launching this week, you’re certain to hear more about it.
The flame-throwing guitar in Mad Max: Fury Road was cool and all, but it wasn’t cinema’s first weaponized six-string. That distinction may well belong to the one in The Holy Mountain. If you don’t remember it (it appears at the 1:04 mark in the trailer above), it’s probably because there’s just that much batshit stuff going on in Alejandro Jodorwosky’s surrealist masterpiece. You’re more likely to remember the “sanctuary of 1,000 testicles,” or the “love machine” that makes Woody Allen’s Orgasmatron look like a pocket vibe (what’s with movies released in 1973 and sex machines?). Or the bloody battle between frogs and chameleons dressed in Aztec and Conquistador outfits.