The Sex and the City star likes Victorian morality tales, frets about artistic purity, and laments the passing of Old New York. So how did she become the poster girl for the New Manhattan?
Every time a trackworker goes into the tunnels, there’s a chance he won’t come back out. What the world looks like when a 400-ton train is barreling toward you at 30 miles per hour.
For those in search of the next groovy thing, Taavo Somer, proprietor of Freemans and the new Rusty Knot, is the prey of the moment. His downtown anti-style wants to have it all ways all the time—ironic and earnest, neurotic and carefree, cool and cheeseball.
If Barack is out of touch with America, then the media must be too.
New doc is about the kingdom, not the PowerBook.
Another credit-crunch victim.
No pictures, please.
Ads, ads, everywhere!
They vanted to be alone.
News that marijuana-related arrests in the city were up tenfold could help explain a rash of fuzzy thinking.
Remembering the Baggot Inn, where comedians went to chill after they killed.
Vogue publisher Florio has canal crisis.
Top photographers are angry over Polaroid’s fade to black.
Competitive gluttony goes virtual.
Writer-artist Sloane Tanen picks Mom’s Day presents she'd like to get.
"My mom is a pretty prim and proper lady, and she always thinks I dress like a bum."
Eighteen ways to blow (or invest) your tax rebate.
The New French isn’t quite what you’d expect, which is part of its charm.
Yes, the ramps have arrived at the Greenmarket, but so too has the green garlic.
Outdoor-Restaurant Reopenings: N.Y. Dosas, the Arepa Lady, Picnick, SheepMeadow Cafe, and Shake Shack.
Alain Ducasse’s need to be embraced by New York has a real chance for fulfillment at Benoit.
Week of May 12, 2008: Cabrito and Abigail Café & Wine Bar.
Hot on the heels of the Chang Dog comes the Wylie Dog.
From the science labs of a Japanese university comes a farmed bluefin that might save the planet.
This week, the men’s apothecary Alford & Hoff debuts a $32 tube of “Performance” shaving cream.
Four idyllic options for a week or a month that don’t involve going near a gas pump.
Can Alanna Heiss’s vision for her museum outlast her?
The Wachowski brothers aren’t playing with a full set of crayons.
I’m Not There, The Three Stooges Collection, and more.
Redbelt star Chiwetel Ejiofor goes from Shakespeare to jujitsu.
An American Crime’s explicit yet abstruse torturing of Ellen Page.
A novel in which a punctuation mark could almost be called destiny.
Think of his debut novel, Child 44, as a prequel to Martin Cruz Smith’s Gorky Park.
Elizabeth Marvel calls the first act of Top Girls “this very cacophonous joyful noise.”
Both The Country Girl and Les Liaisons Dangereuses give virtuoso actors a chance to triumph.
There are not many artists who can command that kind of price.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
On Mother’s Day, it’s the thought that counts—but great food never hurts.
Long Island City hosts a bike parade.
Readers sound off on Zoe Cruz, Augusten Burroughs, and more.
Findings from the streets, files, and hard drives of New York.
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