Backed by Edgar Bronfman, the World Jewish Congress was powerful enough to force Swiss bankers into a billion-dollar settlement for WWII-era misdeeds.
Michael Lohan’s numerous legal and familial problems boiled over just as daughter Lindsay’s movie career took off.
Salman Rushdie to Timesman: Don’t make me get my baseball bat … Tom Cruise’s on-set benevolence: A Scientology hospitality tent . . .
“Is Madison Square Garden on Madison Avenue?” Outsourced operators cause information-age disconnect.
When they’re not peeing on the gates, they’re petrified of them.
The manager of Manhunt.net on the HIV “super-strain,” unsafe sex, crystal meth, and corporate—and personal—responsibility.
What should Christo and Jeanne-Claude’s next New York project be?
Michael Mann’s 1995 film Heat
A handcrafted bike, plus a Wimbledon-green tennis bag and a terry-cloth dress.
Amy Sohn on the fallout from the Times’ paid wedding announcements.
A ‘Chappelle’s Show’ vet
Including Sales & Bargains
Surveying leading laundry detergents
Fall’s most influential looks.
Learn to cook cabbage like the English.
Where to satisfy your mozzarella fetish.
A guide to pre-chain-store Harlem.
Manhattan Valley is the undiscovered gem of the Upper West Side
How to cultivate the shimmering skin of the stars.
Master disrupter Marc Jacobs rips up the comfort zone, again.
Most luggage companies are doing this as a standard, but no one else offers the same convenient color coding.
The latest variation on the theme, Bistro du Vent lacks imagination, but has its familiar charms.
If it had any interest in jumping on the current menu-concept bandwagon, Chino’s could label its multiethnic small plates “Asian tapas.”
Week of Feb. 21, 2005: Zozo’s Juice and Grille, De Vino, Lassi.
Do I detect a fatal tameness, a desire not to offend anyone’s uptight mother-in-law?
There’s nothing like a properly made lobster roll (bring out the Hellmann’s, please) to chase away the winter blues.
Barbara Lynch, guest chef this week at Tribeca Grill, isn’t the only visiting toque in town.
For those determined to carry their iPod in a case that no one else has, Scott Cronick might have the answer.
David Mamet takes on the Middle East peace process … with a comedy.
Sigourney Weaver aces a terribly written role.
An interview with Jesse Eisenberg, go-to New York teen actor turned werewolf.
Playing Resident Evil 4 is one of the most terrifying experiences in any medium.
‘The Gates’ is a satisfying extravaganza (no matter what the art world thinks).
New York inspires Keren Ann’s eclectic compositions; Martha Wainwright can’t wait to leave.
Casino Paradise’ can’t overcome a weak libretto.
‘DisneyWar’ is everything a business exposé should be
The Jane Austen craze reaches its nadir.
I just enjoyed the form, and to this day, I bring up one of these old movies on a little home projector, take a bottle of Scotch, and just enjoy it.
Rufus and I were totally trying to kill each other at all times.
What’s so interesting for me is to take the idea of Minimalism, where everything is stripped to its basic form, and then build it back up.
