Three Sisters Tuesday, June 21 (7 pm) and Sunday June 26 (7:30 pm) at Spectacle Theater: $5
For six months, documentary filmmaker Wang Bing embedded himself in a tiny rural village, Xiyangtang, in China’s Yunnan province, following the lives of three sisters all under the age of 10, orphaned, and living under crushing poverty. Their mother has died and their father, who occasionally pops into their lives, but never long enough to see if they’re even meeting their basic nutritional needs, has gone to the city to work. The family represents some of the major problems for China’s rural residents– an extreme lack of resources that is leveled unevenly by women, and therefore children as well, when men leave to find work in urban areas (China is one of the few places in the world where the suicide rate for women surpasses that of men, and many of the suicides are related to death by fertilizer poisoning).
A still from artist Michael Alan’s last Living Installation, called “Puppets”. (Photos: Michael Alan)
Its awning says Second Time Around is a thrift shop, but it doesn’t have all that much clothing on its shelves, and this weekend there won’t be any on its staff, either. On Saturday night, workers at the Bushwick store will actually be figure models, performing naked as part of artist Michael Alan’s Nude Thrift Shop. They’ll be painted by the artist until the place becomes a “naked, oozing painted weirdo shop” — and to top it all off, the backyard will host “a kiddie-pool naked dance party.”
Not a day after dropping his new special on Comedy Central, Hannibal Buress celebrated his 31st birthday at the Knitting Factory last night. Sure, his actual birthday was last month — but whatever, it was an excuse to bring his weekly front-bar showcase into the Knit’s spacious back room for a proper rager promising a “VERY special” musical guest. Keep Reading »
When Amar Stewart moved from London to Bushwick a couple of months ago, he brought with him his oil paintings of Biggie and Tupac, inspired by the art of Frans Hals, a Dutchman whose works hangs at The Met. Keep Reading »
Sweet Chick celebrated a year on Bedford Avenue last night and The Chef showed up. No, not the chef who was sending out “sloppy duck” sliders all night. We’re talking The Chef — Raekwon of Wu Tang Clan. The restaurant that’s taking over the Max Fish space shut down all the haters, as several of the Fish’s regulars rolled through during the course of the evening — and then Raekwon, dropping in at the behest of owner John Seymour, blew up the tiny joint with a performance of Wu Tang’s “C.R.E.A.M.” (which, for a moment, stood for Chicken Moves Everything Around Me) and his own “Ice Cream.” Keep Reading »
A little over a week ago, The Times reported that the Los Angeles Chessboxing Club was set to make its debut at Gleason’s Gym. Somehow, the paper failed to note that the bizarre hybrid sport — which started in Amsterdam and has gained popularity across Europe — is also being practiced right here in New York City. Keep Reading »