Word: manhattanization
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...rematch with George W. Bush seems to be what Gore has in mind. At a recent dinner for Democratic fund raisers in Manhattan, Gore ripped into Bush's handling of the presidency. The President's philosophy is "speak loudly and carry a small stick," he said. Fund raiser Robert Zimmerman, who organized the dinner, says, "We saw how energized he was and how enthusiastic he was about being in the national debate." The pointed critique may have been a test run for next month, when Gore will return to his Alamo, giving a speech to the Florida Democratic convention. Gore...
This fear has been made acute by the unexpected success of The Nanny Diaries (St. Martin's; $24.95), a novel of bad manners set on Manhattan's Upper East Side. The book is in its sixth printing and in ninth place on the New York Times fiction best-seller list. The film rights have been sold to Miramax for a reported $500,000. And the first-time authors, Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Kraus, two peppy twentysomething graduates of New York University, have been all over the morning television shows...
...this talent: it seemed so, potentially, right. Playwright John Guare: "The House of Blue Leaves," "Six Degrees of Separation" and the 1981 Lancaster movie "Atlantic City." Composer Marvin Hamlisch: "The Way We Were," "A Chorus Line," "They're Playing Our Song," "The Goodbye Girl" - all pulsing odes to Manhattan. Director Nicholas Hytner and designer Bob Crowley have confected some of the most enchanted theatrical evenings of the last two decades. Still I wondered: why a musical? Broadway songs are for what you can't say, for what's in your heart. Sidney, J.J. - what heart? And their success, which...
...loved, whereas Lancaster's J.J. simply is what he does. (Motivation? That's for infomercial spielers.) The difference in the two men is encapsulated in the way they say, "I love this dirty town." Lithgow spreads his arms wide, eager to be hugged or even mugged by the Manhattan night; Lancaster almost whispers it, as if quietly satisfied that New York occasionally rises or sinks to his expectations...
...side street to advancement, scream in recriminating rage. We need to be our own press agents. And if we aren't quite up for or down to the job, then let's hire a publicist to do it for us. There's a good indie outfit in midtown Manhattan, named for the patron saint of New York nightcrawlers. So help me, it's called Falco...