From Tolstoy to the Brontës to Molière, talk of writer films threatens to dominate Cannes.
Jonathan Lethem has awarded the You Don’t Love Me Yet option to Greg Marcks (an FSU film school alum who graduated in the class behind Sam Beam and Max).
Choosing just one winner for the Greatest McCarren Park Eyesore Award is near-impossible, but 20 Bayard (right) is a strong contender. Construction there has proceeded through a partial stop-work order, and now the subway ad campaign has begun. Dana reports (in email): Today on the 7 train (man, I wish I’d taken a photo) I saw a poster for a . . .
Foreskin’s Lament — out this October — is a hilarious and very angry memoir that chronicles Shalom Auslander’s move from the devout Orthodoxy of his childhood into a state of perpetual war with God. Like Twain, Auslander skewers his forebears’ religion not from the outside, a la Dawkins, Hitchens, and friends, but by turning the logic of the belief system . . .