Gather 'round the campy fire and treat yourself to some tantalizing truths about the bald-faced liars and bare-assed hookers who compose our... More >>

The most anxiety-making theater development of recent years is that the dailies seem to rave uncontrollably about any half-assed show with a gay... More >>

The third most bizarre event of the week was "(Animal) Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing," a Central Park Wildlife Center lecture about... More >>

The upcoming Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels is sort of like The Usual Trainspotting Rounder Suspects, but somehow original (though I'm... More >>

On entering a performance of the Broadway revival of Electra, I peskily asked the usher, "Is this a fun show?" "How fun can it be?" she... More >>

Before the party for the watchable but extremely synthetic Playing by Heart ("We're all damaged goods!"), I got a PR call warning that Sean... More >>

I was terrified that Kurfew— the Saturday night gay teen fest in various parts of the Tunnel— would be overpopulated with chicken... More >>

In the land of Oscar buzz, it's truly been the year of death. On top of those war epics with exposed kidneys, there were two cancer mamas, a... More >>

I live for the Oscars—in fact, the day the nominations come out is my big annual orgasm—but some cruelty has started seeping into the... More >>

It's been painfully difficult to face the new year with any real abandon, thanks to all the mildly perverse holiday memories that refuse to... More >>