Yesterday, Vulture noted that Twin Peaks: The Return constituted “a renewal of the entire Lynchian spirit.” Local movie theaters are definitely embracing it. In April and May, IFC held a Lynch retrospective that included the premiere of a new documentary about the director, David Lynch: The Art of Life. And there’ve been tributes in the form of burlesque and art shows. The far-out fun continues with some more special screenings, below.
“There is a no more senseless or inhumane action than to leave a body in the street,” declared city councilman Ydanis Rodriguez at a news conference earlier today at the Greenpoint intersection where 27-year-old Neftaly Ramirez was struck and killed by a hit-and-run driver early Saturday morning.
Lena Dunham said we can always rely on him “to bring the visual thunder,” and that’s definitely what this new Jerry Saltz-emblazoned beach towel does.
Yesterday on Graham Avenue, 100+ firefighters quelled a blaze that broke up above Ore Bar. No injuries were reported. [DNA Info]
PDT [Please Don’t Tell]’s Jeff Bell, a seven-year veteran of the East Village cocktail haven, won Bartender of the Year 2017 at this weekend’s Spirited Awards in New Orleans. [Gothamist] Keep Reading »
Important news for decadent foodies, millenarians, and doomsday preppers: the latest sign of the impending apocalypse has come to pass. Following on the heels of Burger King’s “mac-n-Cheetos,” we now have another ungodly Doctor Moreau-style mac-n-cheese cross-over dish: the mac-n-cheese burger. And, just like the mac-n-cheese bagel, this grotesque beast was created right here in New York.
Move over, rainbow bagels.
Deborah Kass‘s iconic OY/YO sculpture made its triumphant return to Brooklyn two weeks ago, and it’s proving irresistible Insta bait.
The sculpture — which reads YO (“I am” in Spanish) or OY (as in the Yiddish “oy vey”) depending which way one faces it — was previously installed in Brooklyn Bridge Park. Now, a year later, it’s back — this time at the Williamsburg waterfront at the end of N. 5th Street.
Opening Thursday, July 27 at Point Green, 7 pm to 11 pm. On view through August 5.
Despite what you may think, “Tümbiverse” isn’t a weird German futuristic version of Tumblr. It refers to painter Michael Bianchino’s sweeping and immersive “technicolor portraits” that invite all types of self-expression. He won’t be the only one creating art, as Bianchino and co-curator Jasmine Williams have asked 20 innovative folk to do what they do alongside his vibrant mini-worlds. The result is expansive, featuring textiles, video art, sculpture, performance art, voguing, and even a living doll experience courtesy of Toshi Salvino.
On the last day of the exhibition, the band Confetti Armor will lead a hands-on workshop on “blanket forts as ritual practice,” which will surely justify any of the times your mom said you were wasting time making a blanket fort growing up. Uh, mom, I was doing important ritual work. And if you’re hungry for even more art in a Greenpoint photo studio, earlier in the week Point Green will also be showing How This Has To Be Told, a 35mm slideshow of photos by Martha Naranjo Sandoval that interrogates old photos and the power they have. Keep Reading »
By the Greenpoint intersection of Franklin and Noble Streets, a male cyclist, 27, died around 12:30 a.m. Saturday when he was struck by a garbage truck in a hit-and-run. [Gothamist]
An unconscious, underage New Jersey women spent Friday night inside the bathroom of Boss Tweed’s Saloon on Essex Street after the staff accidentally closed the business while she was still inside. [NY Post]
Though she’s previously declared herself “the Courtney Love of comedy,” Tessa Skara says it would actually be more fitting to call herself the comedic Liz Phair, referring to the ’90s alt-rock musician’s confessional style. All these music comparisons aren’t pulled out of thin air, but refer to Skara and her rock music comedy cabaret creation Rock Goddess, being staged at The Duplex this Sunday.
In one of Liana Finck’s cartoons, a man and a woman sit at a bar. “I want to be upfront with you. I am a more or less functioning alcoholic,” he tells her.
“He is so self aware!” the girl with heart-shaped eyes thinks to herself, smiling.