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The Big Year is Fowl Play

The Big Year is arguably the best movie ever made about … bird watching? Yes, you heard me right. Now there’s a subject that should have them lined up around the block, fighting to get in. Maybe I’m wrong. A lot of people pay dues to join the Audubon Society. I am not one of them. Read More

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The Wee Hours: LiLo Crashes Marc Jacobs Bash Before Jagger Struts On In

The hotel guests at Dream Downtown had suitcases, satchels and children piled up next to the check-in counter, waiting interminably for a chance at a room, and as they did swirls of fashionable men and women speed-walked by without a word or a look—they were headed to the last big event of the week, the after-party for Marc Jacobs and his spring and summer collection. The hotel guests ventured an occasional glace at the well-attired cohort with the mysterious wristbands, striding confidently toward the tucked-away area in the back, but mostly they slouched on pieces of luggage and scratched at purple eyes, unknowing of the scene unfolding out of sight. Read More

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Movie Review: Hall Pass Is Pure Trash, and Not in a Good Way

Hall Pass is garbage waiting for the dump truck. The latest assault on public decency from the pathetic oeuvre of the Farrelly brothers is the same old swill, wrapped in odor-resistant disposable trash bags. What, you expected more? You thought they swallowed elegance pills? Any Farrelly brothers flick (the word "film" does not apply) that Read More

Sara Vilkomerson’s Third Stringer: Ride ‘Em, Wilson!

Is it weird that of all the great Owen Wilson screen performances out there—we’re including The Royal Tenenbaums, Zoolander and Marley and Me—we kinda love him the best as the itsy-bitsy miniature cowboy Jedediah in these Night at the Museum movies? We can’t explain it. … The man says “flapjack” and we’re sold. So, yes, Read More

Single Person’s Movie: Meet the Parents

It's 2 a.m. and you awake with a jerk, alone in your fully lit apartment and still on the couch. On TV, the credits of some movie you've already seen a billion times are scrolling by. It feels like rock bottom. And we know, because we're just like you: single.

Need a movie to keep Read More

Sara Vilkomerson’s Guide to This Week’s Movies: Bow-Wow, Wow! Jen, Owen and Marley Make Terrific Trio

How come it's taken Hollywood this long to match up Owen Wilson and Jennifer Aniston onscreen? Not only is their chemistry nice and totally believable, these guys actually look like they could have been set up through friends, or met at a bar or whatever: His shaggy hair and busted nose compliments her I'll-always-just-be-the-girl-next-door-no-matter-how-many-times-I-get-naked-in-GQ attitude. Read More

Mr. Lonelyhearts

A 32-year-old ad copywriter, who sings in a downtown band and has a lot of tattoos, was on the phone from the East Village. His tone was confessional.

“For the last two years,” he said, “I’ve been chasing tail, sowing my wild oats, literally meeting girls and bringing them up to my apartment. And Read More

I Drink, Therefore Miami: The Art Basel Bash Breakdown

On the evening of Tuesday, Dec. 4, two full days before the Art Basel Miami fair officially opened to the public, a large crowd was forming around the velvet rope at the Florida Room, designed by singer Lenny Kravitz, in the space below the Delano hotel that was once occupied by the David Barton Gym. Read More

Welcome to Wes World

“I’m not going to theorize on what the symbolism of luggage is,” said the designer Marc Jacobs in a smoky, lilting voice. Speaking on the phone from his office in Paris, Mr. Jacobs was talking about the candy-colored Louis Vuitton impedimenta he created for Wes Anderson’s new film, The Darjeeling Limited.

The luggage epitomizes Read More