Chasing After Shakespeare
Going to a performance of the New York Classical Theatre in Central Park should be on everyone’s annual summer to-do list. The combination of terrific acting, wonderful costumes, and smart, inventive artistic direction by Stephen Burdman adds up to a night of fun. All productions in the park are “roving,” meaning that with each new scene, the audience has to race to keep up with the high-energy actors as the action moves from place to place around the picturesque Pool. The troupe concludes its seventh season with the Bard’s Comedy of Errors, about a pair of twins separated during a shipwreck, who unknowingly end up in the same town, causing endless confusion and trouble for all involved. Bring a blanket and the kids too—it’s the only time you’ll ever see them running to watch Shakespeare. At 7, through August 27, Central Park, the Pool, West 103rd Street and Central Park West, 212-252-4531, free ANGELA ASHMAN
Matt Dillon discusses his latest film
After premiering last spring at Cannes, Factotum, a black comedy based on the novel by Charles Bukowski and starring Matt Dillon, had a setback when it suddenly lost its U.S. distribution deal (apparently the distributor wanted something television-friendly and was surprised by all the sex and binge drinking). The film is now set to be released in the fall, and there are two sneak preview screenings this week followed by Q&A sessions with Dillon, whose portrayal of Bukowski’s alter ego, Henry Chinaski, has been wowing the critics, with comparisons being made to his exceptional work in Drugstore Cowboy. Directed by Norwegian filmmaker Bent Hamer, the story follows the hard-drinking outsider Chinaski as he goes through his days working menial jobs, chasing women, playing the horses, and receiving endless rejection letters for his writing. The cast also features Lili Taylor, Didier Flamand, and Marisa Tomei. At 7 (Dillon discusses the film in depth with David Sterritt, chairman of the National Society of Film Critics), Makor, 35 West 67th Street, 212-601-1000, $25; at 7:30 Friday (featuring a Q&A with Dillon followed by a reception), Walter Reade Theater, 165 West 65th Street, 212-875-5600, $50 ANGELA ASHMAN
Y’all wanna party like we do?
When it comes to making love, getting fucked-up, and partying your ass off, so-called hipsters of today don’t have shit on their hippie predecessors. Tonight, players from the ’60s and ’70s like Mountain, Rare Earth, Dr. Hook, Mitch Ryder, and members of the Hollies and Badfinger strut their aging stuff at Hippiefest. Fade back to the good old days with hits like “Mississippi Queen,” “Get Ready,” and “Cover of the Rolling Stone, as the intoxicating aroma of “funny cigarettes” penetrates your soul. There’s just one downer: Not many of these performers are the original band members—more than a few of them are playing that big Woodstock gig in the sky. But hey, it’s a free show, so raise a fat spliff to our fallen friends and keep on puffing—it’s all about the love, kids. At 7:30, Asser Levy Seaside Park, Seabreeze Avenue at Ocean Parkway, Brooklyn, 718-469-1912, brooklynconcerts.com, free ANDREW ABER
And Ya Don’t Stop
Strollin’ down hip-hop’s memory lane
Once upon a time, not that long ago, you couldn’t pay outsiders to step foot in the ghettos of New York City. Today, thanks to the unprecedented success of inner-city culture via hip-hop, folks happily spend their dough to walk through the ‘hood. They want to see the place where rap was born and raised, and old-skool rapper Raheim (of Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five) proudly obliges. The old G leads a 90-minute hip-hop tour through Harlem titled Walk This Way that explores uptown’s B-boy history and some of the spots that nurtured and inspired countless renowned MCs, like the human beatbox, Doug E. Fresh, and Kool Moe Dee, to name a couple. During the stroll, from the barrio over to the West Side, Raheim points out everything from the locations for video shoots to the Graffiti Wall of Fame. For those born after the era of the Crash Crew (who were also from the area), the stomping grounds of contemporary lyricists like Mase and Cam’ron are also thrown into the mix. As a bonus, Raheim can show you the spot where Richard Roundtree does all that walking in Shaft or the building where New Jack City‘s Nino Brown perfected the crack game. At 1, meeting location disclosed after tickets are purchased, 212-209-3370, hushtours.com, $17–$25 KEISHA FRANKLIN
If you’re bummed that you missed out on New York City’s days of excessive grit, grime, and crime—or just dying to relive them—head over to the Brooklyn Lyceum tonight for a screening of Walter Hill’s classic gang film The Warriors (1979). Wrongfully accused of killing a top gang leader during a nighttime rally in the Bronx Zoo, the scrappy, bare-chested, leather-vest-wearing Warriors desperately attempt to make it back to their home turf of Coney Island alive. Along the way, just about every other gang in town tries to take them out, from the psychotic, face-painted Baseball Furies to the creepy, mime-like High Hats. Tony Scott is directing the upcoming remake, but considering his track record ( Days of Thunder, Beverly Hills Cop II), it’s going to suck—Hill’s Warriors can’t be beat. At 10, Brooklyn Lyceum, 227 Fourth Avenue, Brooklyn, 646-256-9613, $8 KEN SWITZER
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