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October 18, 1999 Issue
"I mean, it just knocked you back in your seat. You could feel it in the room. I said to myself, 'My God, did that white boy just say "white skin privilege"?!'"
-- Tavis Smiley on Bill Bradley, "He Got Game"
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| FEATURES Russian Revolution BY NINA BURLEIGH After four years, over $20 million, and an acrimonious lawsuit, Warner LeRoy -- Hollywood scion and master of Maxwell's Plum and Tavern on the Green -- has finally reopened the Russian Tea Room. Onetime regulars will recognize the lavishly re-created first floor, but what will they make of LeRoy's glass-and-gilt fantasy upstairs? And what's up with that on-again-off-again divorce? He Got Game Al Gore may have the backing of the black political establishment, but Bill Bradley's got Spike Lee, Michael Jordan, Laurence Fishburne, Samuel L. Jackson, and a host of other sports and entertainment celebrities eager to endorse him. And it's not just a basketball thing. He's a straight-shooter on race. Even Al Sharpton is feeling it. Mild and Crazy Guy As a teenager in Saugerties, Jimmy Fallon mimicked the masters from Saturday Night Live, and in college, the show was his most steady date. Now 25 -- just like the show -- Fallon's sharp Seinfeld and Sandler riffs, along with his nice-guy appeal, have turned him into Lorne Michaels's newest golden boy.
| Pitcher Perfect BY CHRIS SMITH Ever since he nailed a perfect game in July, baseball's most creative pitcher, David Cone, has been floundering, leading some to wonder whether his 36-year-old arm isn't ready for retirement. But the notorious party animal turned Yankees elder statesman says the arm feels fine. Could it be that the problems are all in his head? GOTHAM DEPARTMENTS The disorienting spectacle of George W, bashing the right in his journey to the center Media As Edmund Morris now knows, in a mad world, the sane man looks crazy MARKETPLACE Animal-print laptop totes; bumblebee rain boots Smart City Pleasantly disposed: a trashy guide to getting rid of junk you don't want anymore Sales & Bargains Sparklers that taste like French champagne, at prices that won't give you a hangover
| THE CRITICS Movies BY PETER RAINER Harrison Ford and Kristin Scott Thomas crash and burn Theater In Give Me Your Answer, Do! Brian Friel returns to marital misery Art MOMA rearranges some familiar works from its permanent collection to stunning effect Classical Music The Met opens with Cav/Pag (again) and Pl‡cido (again) Dance Has Dance Theatre of Harlem abandoned its classical roots? Restaurants For a genuine taste of Brooklyn, head for the Upper East Side CUE Intelligencer Classifieds |