Isiah Thomas has one last shot.
Starting a new private school in New York seems like the ultimate fool’s errand.
“Make-nice money” for Cuomo, Spitzer.
The filmmaker is the real winner in the brouhaha over Brad Pitt’s appearing (wet, in his boxers) on the cover of Vanity Fair.
Now the ad war begins.
Sumo-wrangling with a Guggenheim.
Editor gets musical.
John Kerry headlined a pre-election week that was punctuated by acts of contrition.
The former police commissioner puts his cameo in the Pirro campaign 6,000 miles behind him.
The ex–potter’s field is a graveyard for good intentions.
Gun-shy New Yorkers learn to defend themselves while embracing their inner Dirty Harry.
New vintage-wine collector bids, imbibes.
The post-2001 George Bush should’ve listened to the pre-2001 version’s retrospectively poignant words on the subject of humility.
Why the Missouri Senate race possibly heralds the death of the red-blue dialectic.
Complete seasonal dinner-party makeovers for a range of hosting styles.
The swoopy furniture that’s pushing out minimalist sleekness; how to go fin de siècle.
The very latest in drive-through plastic surgery?
Jennifer Duenas of Kiki De Montparnasse.
Shvitz opens on Thompson Street this week.
Nepalese designer Ash Rana.
Virginia, Napa of the South.
The unthinkable occurs: You can actually lose money on a Manhattan apartment.
Two shows by artists known for their work with found objects—and one from an unexpected source.
Chocolate Show welcomes kids; parents brace for sugar shock.
Courtney Love takes another shot at making everyone forget she’s a good musician.
For a movie about perverse subcultures, the Diane Arbus biopic is quite conventional.
Q&A with the Stranger Than Fiction actress.
Q&A with the Come Early Morning actress.
New York Magazine’s entertainment buzz and backlash report.
Laura Kipnis is brilliant, scathing, and clueless about where feminism should go from here.
Editors and writers still speak wistfully about Spy’s perfectly balanced, perfectly piquant cocktail of irony, brains, and reportorial ferocity.
Christine Ebersole leads the way in the snappily old-school Grey Gardens.
Q&A with the The Little Dog Laughed actress.
Why the Manet on display at MoMA is one of the best political paintings ever.
A critical walking tour of four of this fall’s highest-profile gallery shows.
The last go-round for Helen Mirren’s greatest character.
How to fix shows like Lost.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
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