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.
When Vito Schnabel announced that he was hosting an art show in the iconic Germania Bank building at 190 Bowery, his invite made clear that it was a momentous occasion: “This is the first time this 1899 landmark building will be open to the public since the bank closed in 1966 and it became a private residence.” Needless to say, all hell broke loose.
The inevitable “50% Off” sign has arrived at Kim’s, planting a death mask on the soon to be shuttered legendary East Village music and video store. We stood outside for a few minutes to see people walk by and pull a 180 to either gawk or rush through the front door.
Kids grows up so fast! Next month will be the 19th anniversary of the movie that scared the shit out of baby-boomer parents and made every teenager this side of Tulsa want to pick up a skateboard, move to NYC, and break into the nearest public swimming pool. Chloe, Rosario, and Leo Fitzpatrick went on to achieve their fair share of fame, and the rest of the kids will be featured in a forthcoming documentary titled — you guessed it — The Kids. But this month it’s the film’s creators who are in the spotlight, thanks to these exhibitions.
Dan Colen, the downtown artist best known for his charming antics with Ryan McGinley and the late Dash Snow, opened a solo show, Help!, at the Brant Foundation in Greenwich, Conn. yesterday. The pristine green lawns (with oversized pillows and blankets for, you know, lounging), decadent buffet (the burrata was delicious) and endless champagne were a far cry from Colen’s debauched legacy.