Patmos, Payne and Paradoxes

Is there a God? Life after death? An apocalypse in store for us? Age-old questions crossed my mind on the ferry approaching Patmos, the Aegean island reined by a thousand-year old monastery, a fortress that summits the island’s stony landscape and local life. Patmos is mentioned in the Book of Revelation. John the Apostle was here when he got visions… Read More

Costa Manos’ Global Ease

Take a stroll on the second floor of the Benaki Museum in Athens and Magnum photographer Constantine Manos’ exhibition will take you to a world of lost slowness. His peripatetic years in rural Greece among napping herders and thick fishermen are captured in “A Greek Portfolio / 50 Years Later,” an astonishing collection of an ease gone. Or is it?… Read More

Chasing My First Line — From Personal, to Artistic, to Civil Disobedience

A couple of years ago I was offered the chance to salvage the original Beatrice Inn furniture, the nautical-looking sofas that Paul Sevigny used in his infamous Manhattan club between ’06 and ’09. When I mentioned this to Anthony Haden-Guest, a man who defies categorization, he asked me, “Have you seen Visconti’s film The Damned?” Anthony—a British philosopher, art critic,… Read More

Terrence McNally’s Golden Dawn

Some artists never lose their boyish looks. Jonathan Franzen, John Dowd, Terrence McNally—all these men seem to retain those adolescent smiles. As Terrence McNally shakes my hand by the fireplace of his Greenwich Village apartment, his stray-dog eyes instantly accept me. I sense his reassuring look. “My husband, Tom, is a good lawyer,” Terrence says proudly, if shyly, about Tom… Read More

The Art Market’s Dead Reckoning

It was brunch time on a sunny Saturday in New York’s West Village. Julian Schnabel, the celebrated artist and filmmaker, was holding court at Sant Ambroeus’ main table. The larger than life artist, dressed in one of his signature pajamas outfits, was surrounded by seven friends. Schnabel introduced “Paolo!,” his “favorite waiter,” to the crammed table. Rula Jebreal, the stunning… Read More

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Tribeca Film Festival

Tribeca Film Festival 2012 — To Live and Die for Globalization

  I saw reporters crying at Tribeca’s pre-festival screenings. Actually, I heard them sobbing in the dark. Old-timers told me this happened rarely. If ever. Never. So why was I so lucky? Maybe it is the recession, but man’s isolation in his fight against the “machine” is at the festival’s core. “When you’re cut off from social network, you get… Read More

Grupo 7. Pelicula Alberto Rodriguez. ATIPICA FILMS

Heartbreaking Dinner — Unit 7 at the Chelsea Hotel

“In 1992, Spain went to her Baile de Debutante. Our country was presented to the global scene,” Alberto Rodriguez, the director of Unit 7 (Grupo 7), tells me over beer and appetizers at the Chelsea Hotel. The film is about a group of cops who break all the rules to clean up Spain’s ghettos in the 1980s. Bearded, in a dark navy coat, Alberto has a… Read More