Later this month, Mission: Impossible–The Final Reckoning, the eighth entry in the series, hits theaters, and it’s teasing in every way that it will be the last big screen adventure for Ethan Hunt (Tom Cruise) and his venerable team of Impossible Missions Force agents, among them Luther (Ving Rhames) and Benji (Simon Pegg). Or, at […]
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When the Cornelia Street Café announced its closure in 2018 after more than 41 years of operation — due to a crushing rent increase — the loss was acutely felt by the neighborhood and the community of artists who called the café basement stage home. For co-founder and owner Robin Hirsch, though, losing the place
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“Baseball isn’t statistics,” legendary New York sports columnist Jimmy Cannon once wrote. “Baseball is DiMaggio rounding second.” I wonder if Tim Bassett, second baseman for Adler’s Paints, had that in mind when he quipped, decades later, “Is there anything more beautiful than the sun setting on a fat man stealing second base?” It’s entirely possible.
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About 35 minutes into Michael Fiore’s documentary Veselka: The Rainbow On the Corner at the Center of the World, Ukrainian members of the restaurant staff hustle to get food to customers. As they do, they talk about their boss, Veselka owner Jason Birchard, and his ability to communicate in their language. When Fiore asks one
Author Nelson Algren wrote in 1951 about Chicago that, “once you’ve come to this particular patch, you’ll never love another. Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real.” That sentiment could also apply to the Brighton Beach neighborhood filmmakers Carol Stein and Susan
It was in September, sitting in the big auditorium at BAM, packed with people, watching Andrei Tarkovsky’s 1972 sci-fi masterpiece Solaris. Near the beginning of the film is a shot of rain dropping into a pond, the water rippling out into green shards of wetland flora — nothing special, necessarily, but the kind of pastoral
