You could accuse us of being traffic whores for putting “porno” in one headline and “cronut” in the next, and you might be right. After all, we’re not even sure the cronut (sorry, Cronut™) is all that buzzworthy now that there’s an albeit Obamacare-esque . But even if the cronut (sorry, Cronut™) has jumped the sharknado, we have to confess we still haven’t tried one. So we’re kind of psyched that they’re coming to our backyard.
We love you, Anthology Film Archives, but that doesn’t mean we want to see your old porn. Ok, maybe.
On Friday, the East Village theater launches a steamy new series dedicated to the “porno chic” age of adult cinema, when legit actors starred in top-notch skin flicks whose plots went beyond just someone ordering a pizza.
As with all good porn-related titles, the name of the series, “In the Flesh,” is a double entendre: each screening will be accompanied by an in-the-flesh appearance by a director, actor, or crew member who made the magic happen. Grab your trenchcoat: the first installment, this weekend, features a quartet of NYC-based films.
With a public hearing scheduled tomorrow and vote expected later this month, the City Council’s Health Committee is proposing a ban on e-cigs in most indoor public spaces. E-cigarettes and vaporizers are the latest indulgence to be threatened by Bloomberg. But while the ban might stop New Yorkers from e-puffing in bars, clubs, and subway platforms, owners of several vaping lounges aren’t as threatened by it as you’d assume.
If you don’t score those signed editions of Art Spiegelman and Junot Diaz at the anti-NYU-expansion auction, don’t worry — their John Hancocks will also be on offer during an auction that will help fund the St. Mark’s Bookshop’s impending move. Among the 50 signed first editions and ephemera on offer are works by Yoko Ono, John Ashbery, Patti Smith, Paul Auster, Bill Berkson, Richard Hell, Wayne Koestenbaum, E. Annie Proulx, Sam Shepard, Peter Straub, and Lynne Tillman. The big ticket item, at a reserve of $2,500, is a first-edition boxed set of Maus, signed and heavily annotated and illustrated by Spiegelman. And poetry buffs will also be excited to see a working manuscript for Iovis Trilogy by Anne Waldman.
This may be the only time when buying a book online will actually help the bookshop (the virtual auction goes from Dec. 3 to 15) but if you’d like to browse the merch while sipping wine, some of it will be on the block during a live event Dec. 5, from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m. Admittance is $5.
Picture yourself spice shopping with Padma Lakshmi and joking about how NYU’s Greenwich Village expansion plan is like a dose of cayenne to the eyes. Picture yourself getting private acting lessons from Philip Seymour Hoffman and saying, “Hey, do the ‘pigfuck’ line and I’ll pretend I’m John Sexton!” Picture yourself lunching with Bill Moyers, Fran Lebowitz or Lewis Lapham and keeping your hour and a half of conversation tightly focused on just how disastrous it would be if NYU added about 2 million square feet of new construction to two Greenwich Village superblocks, because, let’s face it, you’re too terrified to talk about anything else with them.
The NYPD isn’t saying whether an assault on Bedford Avenue last night is part of a disturbing pattern, but Council Member Stephen Levin and power-broker rabbi David Niederman are making it clear they consider it just that. In a statement released moments ago, they’re demanding justice for the 26-year-old Hasidic man who was knocked to the ground in what they say is the latest “knockout game” attack.
The Cooper Union students who’ve been fighting the advent of tuition — at one point camping out in president Jamshed Bharucha’s office and getting pizza deliveries by balloon — have been going hard lately. They’re just coming off of “Two Weeks of Leaks,” during which they attempted to discredit the school’s administration by posting internal documents such as, um, these instructions on how to toss to president’s salad. And now they’ve got another trick up their smocks: just like that other victim of Cooper Union’s financial woes, the St. Mark’s Bookshop, the students of the School of Architecture have launched an online crowdfunding campaign.
A man was punched in the head as he walked along Bedford Avenue last night, according to the NYPD. But was he a victim of the dread Knockout Game?
Mayor Bloomberg came by after the 8 a.m. meal and police commissioner Ray Kelly showed up a few hours later. But for the homeless and working poor people lined up outside the Bowery Mission on Thanksgiving Day, the glimpse of a VIP meant little compared to the prospect of a free turkey feast, a “blessing bag” of winter clothing, a new coat, and toys for the children. “People are nice here, very nice,” said a man shivering in a hooded sweatshirt as he waited to enter a tent leading to the Bowery Mission’s century-old chapel. “And the food is good.” More →