the eight-day week
The McKittrick Hotel, staging ground for the theatrical experience Sleep No More, has branched out ever-so-slightly: tonight brings another immersive and interactive jaunt through the space, but one with food being served! The website Underground Eats celebrates its launch with Absurdity at the McKittrick, an evening taking as its setting the 1939 World’s Fair during which Read More
Rounding the corner of 27th street last night, a spectral scene materialized. Droves of revelers, all clad in white, were awaiting entrance to the McKittrick Hotel, the unlikely site of Sleep No More, the orgy-enactment of Macbeth, where we also spent New Year’s Eve. The phalynx of colorless merrymakers, a boisterous, poltergeist crew, was gathering for the theater’s one-night-only post-performance May Fair bash.
The first sign that something strange was going on at The Forgotten, a new salon series literary doyenne Brooke Geahan kicked off Sunday night, was the ratio of hostesses to attendees.
We had come to hear a reading of “Solace,” a new short story by Jay McInerney put out by Ms. Geahan’s soundtrack-augmented e-book house, Booktrack. But the number of pretty, young female attendants on hand made it feel more gentlemen’s club than book club.