Having just returned from two weeks in India, I definitely don’t miss the honking: it’s enough to make Rudy Giuliani rip out the rest of his hair and run crying into the bosom of Daddy Trump. But I do miss the cute little tuk tuks, bobbing and weaving through traffic Mario-Go-Kart-style. So, you can imagine my delight when I passed by the newly soft-opened Williamsburg Hotel and saw this gleaming new ride outside.
The incident occurred Thursday, Jan. 12, around 4:30 p.m., when a hoodie-and-skully-wearing man walked into the TD Bank at 21 East 1st Street and passed a note demanding money. The 24-year-old teller handed over an undetermined amount of cash, the police say.
The suspect is thought to be 25 to 30 years of age, 5’7″ tall, 170 pounds, and was last seen wearing multi-colored kicks.
You may recognize this as the TD Bank that replaced Mars Bar. Who said the corner of 1st Street and 2nd Avenue has lost its grit?
The loss of two young Bronx sisters last month blamed on a malfunctioning radiator has caused Public Advocate Letitia James to investigate the Bushwick-based non-profit that oversees the shelter where they died. [DNA Info]
In a lawsuit, five disabled or mobility-impaired tenants of 946 Bushwick Avenue accuse their landlord, GRJ LLC (helmed by brothers Graham and Gregory Jones), of violating their civil and housing rights. [DNA Info]
Comedy is not a pursuit for the faint of heart, and that goes for audiences and comics alike. Lately, there’s been a widespread and mercilessly drawn-out public debate over what exactly counts as “offensive,” and how that may or may not be something quite separate from old-fashioned hate– you know, the classics, like racism, misogyny, homophobia. Meanwhile the term “safe space” has become so common, so misused and abused, that invoking it comes with some seriously heavy baggage that makes it almost impossible to use without infuriating some people and inspiring others to swoon.
We haven’t heard much about n’eat since it opened in November. Despite its beefcake chef, the ambitious East Village newcomer hasn’t managed to garner the buzz of other New Nordic eateries, like the rebooted Aska in Williamsburg. That may well change with two new chefs, both of whom have some serious New Nordic bonafides. Chef Yelena Del Mundo, who replaces Gabriel Hedlund, comes to the restaurant after two years as sous chef at Atera, a seriously spendy Tribeca spot that advertises a “continuously sensory tasting menu experience.”
Initially, Samuel T. Adams had a condition for being interviewed: he must remain anonymous.
“I got an email,” Adams explained to me, “from Janus Films saying, ‘Hey! Saw you’ve been screening a few of our films! How’s that working out for ya?’”
Thursday January 12 through Sunday January 15 at Knockdown Center: first night free, $10 individual, $20 all access pass
Earlier we told you about Nasty Women, the massive new exhibition bringing a whopping 1,000 pieces of art made by 700 artists (all of them women and female-identifying) to Knockdown Center this Friday. The organizers have lined up a “very diverse” group for the everything’s-for-sale exhibition (if you buy it, you get to drag it out the door with you that day), which pretty much guarantees a feeding frenzy. Sounds scary? Well, suck it up and relish in the competition because, seriously, when’s the last time you truly got excited about anything? Plus, if you can bring yourself to cough up a hundo bill–at the very most, since the art work must be priced at $100 or less (yup, that even applies to the fancy sparkly art stars involved in the show)– you can feel like a somewhat sorta decent half-human because all the proceeds are going to Planned Parenthood.
F*@#d in the East Village
January 11-17 at The Wild Project, 7:30 pm: $20, $16 students/seniors.
The East Village isn’t what it used to be, I think we all know that. Samantha Fontana and Roger Manix especially do, so much that they’ve crafted a comedic play all about it. F*@#d in the East Village is one of those plays where two people play many characters, but in this case the show begins with only two people: a “recently dumped high school senior” who meets “her twentysomething gay man self in 2005.” Now that that pattern of logic has been established, the audience will go on a journey back in time to the East Village of the past, only it’s a little weirder and more surreal. Not in the sense of there being more avant-garde art spaces, but like, in the sense that the Astor Place Cube is granted the ability to speak. You know, just average stuff like that. Fontana is a born-and-bred East Villager, so this isn’t a mediation on “old New York” by people whose first interactions with the city included Duane Reades and Starbucks on every corner already.
Just a few months after The Smart Studios Story screened at St. Vitus, the Greenpoint metal bar is taking another look at the Seattle grunge scene by showing The Colossus of Destiny: A Melvins Tale. Last week’s screenings at St. Vitus and Nitehawk were sold out, but tickets to tonight’s encore are still available. The debut effort from filmmakers Bob Hannam and Ryan Southerly is a sort of behind-the-music take on the band that influenced Nirvana, among countless others who were warped by the Melvins’ neo-Sabbath brand of sludge metal.
Now that you’re done binging on Black Mirror and Westworld, it’s good to know there’s a sci-fi film fest in the not-so-distant future. The New York Science Fiction Film Festival launches next Friday, January 20, and brings an intriguing slate of films to downtown venues like the Roxy Hotel Cinema and Anthology Film Archives. The schedule promises UFO cults, zombie attacks, breath mint ads for vampires, apocalyptic viruses, murderous humanoid robots, android clones of Philip K. Dick, and Winston Churchill battling Nazis with a group of time-traveling super scientists. There’s even a 360 VR experience simulating a Bohemian Grove-esque virgin sacrifice, set to music by These Machines Are Winning. Okay, then!
Ramon Escobar was sentenced Monday to 20 years in prison for stabbing and killing a 46-year-old bike messenger, David Fernandez, in Williamsburg nearly six years ago. [DNA Info]
This week Starbucks announced that it will table its “Evenings” program that served beer, wine and small plates, meaning the Bedford Avenue outpost will go back to being a full-time java shop. [Seattle Times]