A dialogue with the American novelist about the religion he has embraced as his own, including God’s role as the artist of creation and the ongoing war between God and the Devil, with reincarnation as the Creator’s chief weapon and technology as the Devil’s.
Think twice before overscheduling your kids. New research reveals the cognitive toll that sleep deprivation takes on our overstimulated kids. And every fifteen minutes counts.
Has Money Ruined Art? Even in the midst of this soul-crushing moment, when art and commerce are often confused for one another, great work is being done. Plus: The Artists Who Still Matter Living, Chelsea’s Subprime Moment, and more.
Spitzer has new ally in his controversial DMV proposal.
Or being DVD repairman.
LACMA chief says nyet, Met.
Frisky, friendly at mag shoot.
Sushi slinger eyes Soho spot.
As Indian summer continued its extended run last week, some of the most popular kids in town found themselves getting the cold shoulder.
The true fan appreciates the choke as much as the big win.
The Knicks make us cringe now, but wait for the season to start.
Why one of Brooklyn’s most prominent architects might lose his license.
Are the Phoenix police cooperating as much as they can in the investigation of the Gotbaum death?
The national impulse to squelch disagreeable viewpoints has reached a crazy tipping point. Why we need to relax.
A full-size folding scooter and other ways to brighten your commute.
After fifteen years in a tiny West Village outpost that was principally a workshop, jeweler Wendy Mink has moved to a 500-square-foot Lower East Side boutique.
A chic former I-banker, enjoying her early retirement.
Laurent Tourondel embraces the local-ingredients craze at BLT Market.
The go-to stir-fried green at any decent Chinese-food feast, pea shoots have a tender texture and fresh, vegetal flavor that echoes the pea itself.
Football bars for every type of fan.
Week of October 15, 2007: Cantina, Matilda, and Bun.
With New York’s flea markets disappearing, where to find great old stuff.
New Yorkers love their illicit washers and dryers.
It appears that Moby’s on the hunt for a more permanent nest: A source says he recently toured a $3.125 million two-bedroom loft on Great Jones Street.
A house on the Heights comes up for rent.
The upbeat, creative existence of Nico Muhly, hipster composer.
Great acting and directing (barely) lift We Own the Night out of the B-movie gutter.
Sneakers, Raf Simons, Bono. Rarely has one tragic-depressive, post-punk singer had such long-lasting influence. On the eve of Anton Corbijn’s new film, Control, about Ian Curtis, front man for Joy Division, a look at what came after his suicide.
In Lars and the Real Girl, Emily Mortimer plays the sister-in-law of a depressive shut-in who falls for a mail-order sex doll. She spoke to Logan Hill.
Angie Harmon plays yet another TV detective, this time wearing sneakers (and still looking good).
The New York Philharmonic is too polished for its own good.
Theresa Rebeck manages to make stamp collecting interesting in Mauritius.
No art form lives and dies by word of mouth quite like the Broadway show. And this fall, you’ve likely heard that quite a few shows are supposed to be good.
Alice Sebold’s new novel is a rewind of her first book—all wound, no healing.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
Pippi Longstocking’s creator, at 100.
Three grandes dames (one an actual dame) give rare recitals.
The most promising plays from BAM’s Next Wave Festival ($20–$60; call 718-636-4100 for tickets and details).
Three chances to rebut The American Scholar’s recent dis of Brooklyn’s novelistic output.
Duchamp’s “ready made” gets a makeover—twice over.
Readers sound off on Bill Clinton, the Mets, and more.
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