In this week’s Village Voice, our writers may not run restaurants, but they definitely have seen their fair share of rats. Graham Rayman’s fourth installment of his epic look behind closed NYPD doors, The Police Tapes, runs this week, and now we learn who the officer was that took these recordings, and what the NYPD did to him when he tried to clean them up.
Elsewhere in News, Tom Robbins also finds teetotalers, though on the other side of the law, where The Franzeses mob clan are ratting each other out. And of course, Voice gossip Michael Musto tells on the Tony Awards, while Joan Rivers tells him what’s not out there about her new documentary.
On the cover of the Voice this week: the hard-working men and women of New York’s venerated culinary institutions, be they of one or five stars, often share a common bond most diners never get to see: their tats. This week, we take you past the house table, into the kitchen, where Keith Wagstaff puts the heat on what NYC’s most badassed chefs are wearing under their whites in Kitchen Ink: Chefs Talk About Tattoos.If you’re appetite for something cool hasn’t been whet by the men and women cooking this city up, elsewhere in Food, we’ve got a few things that will: Robert Sietsema ventures out to Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn, where he visits two Turkish restaurants — Halikarnas and Marmaris — to see how some of the city’s supposed Ottoman Empire excellence measures up. Meanwhile, Sarah DiGregorio takes the A-Train to Harlem, where she reunites with the food of former Allen & Delancey chef Ryan Skeen, who took to Twitter before parting with that gig to request of the world: “Get me the fuck out of NYC.” He apparently didn’t get past Harlem, where DiGregorio travels to see how Skeen’s cooking away his ennui at 5 & Diamond.
There’s more getting under the skin in Film, as legendary Voice film critic J. Hoberman looks for The Killer Inside Me, where he finds a disturbingly bloody flick. It’s tangentially opposed to following the young men of Restrepo, a behind-the-frontlines documentary of war from the soldier’s perspective. Then there are the boys who are anything but men, as Jonah Hill and John C. Reilly in Cyrus, a dark comedy about a son who’s too attached to his mother, who enables him. And then there’s Oscar-winner Tilda Swinton gets her Kate Chopin on by being unhappy about having a (supposedly) really, really good life in I Am Love.
In Music, we find someone else with a really good life who isn’t always happy about it: game-changing rap superstar Drake, who gets the Sean Fennessy treatment as he fumbles towards stardom. Meanwhile, Jersey rockers The Gaslight Anthem are young guys already nostalgic for their own glory days, hard-boiled NYC rapper Styles P is trying to create new glory days with — of all things — a novel, and Stacey Anderson helps jazz fans live out their own epic summers with her Summer Live-Jazz Cheat Sheet.
Finally, in Arts: Voice theater critic Michael Feingold checks out a book about Shakespeare Deniers — or the guys who think Shakespeare didn’t write Shakespeare — in Contested Will. Alexis Soloski skips over to experimental theater haven P.S. 122, where they adapt a 150 year-old play (that once had blackface in it) in The Octoroon: An Adaptation of the Octoroon Based on the Octoroon. Aidan Levy checks another kind of revival in Revive Da Live, which brings forth the Jazz/Hip Hop crossover movement. And Voice art writer Christian Viveros-Fauné finds the neighborhood galleries battling summer museum malaise.
Here at The Village Voice, we do our best to get under New York’s skin, in the best way possible. Hopefully, we’ll leave a decent — if not artful — mark on it.