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• Angels 7 Yankees 6 (10 innings):Extr Up and down, up and down, this game kept spinning. Alex Rodriguez hit a two-run homer to put New York ahead, but the Angels came back. Jorge Posada hit a homer to tie things up in the eighth, but the Angels wouldn’t relent. They made things very interesting in the bottom of the ninth, but Mariano escaped a huge jam.
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In advance of an official press conference at The Palace Theater today, The Times and The Post have reported that Spike Lee will be make his Broadway debut next spring with the 1951 play Stalag 17; a dramedy about camaraderie and betrayal between American airmen stuck in a German P.O.W camp (later made into a film by Billy Wilder.) Sources say that Clive Owen will once again be Spike’s inside man on the project. (Though Mark Wahlberg is also in the running.)

is definitely a movie worth staying in to watch or re-watch.

Only a few more days until the end of the year (and the cut off for the 2006 Oscar season), so of course the movie theaters are glutted with choice new releases.

For New York moviegoers, this is a good week for those who worship at the cult of the director. In both the theatrical releases and the repertory columns, film fans of various established and up in coming auteurs will surely get their fill.

"I grew up in Brooklyn—first in Crown Heights and then we moved to Cobble Hill," Mr. Lee said. "My late mother had the vision to say, 'We should buy a home.' We were one of the first people to buy a brownstone in Fort Greene—this was when the getting was good," he said. "Back then, Atlantic Avenue divided Cobble Hill and Brooklyn Heights like opposite sides of the train tracks. Now when you see young white professionals walking down Myrtle Avenue," he cracked up, "there are white linen tables on the sidewalk! I never would have thunk it."Who knew sidewalk dining could be so funny? Spike is promoting his new film, The Inside Man, which does have an irresistible combination of Denzel Washington, Jodie Foster, Clive Owen and NYC (the posters, which are crisp and graphic, help).

Another week, another slew of new releases available for our viewing pressure. If you've been watching TV regularly, you might think that .

You know it's the Oscars when P. Diddy busts out the velvet suit! Gothamist loves the Oscars, and we're going to attempt to do a little liveblogging. We might need to order a vat of caffeine and an EMT team at the ready; not because Chris Rock will be boring, but because we think that Gil Cates might kill us with his newfangled ideas and because we're meh about this year's nominees in the big categories. Anyway, onto the show.

The reaction camera is off its game, as it catches celebrities at the oddest moments. You see Maria Shriver, Governator is looking down at the floor, probably for that yummy piece of shrimp that fell.

With all the attention on Kia Spectra "Boyfriend" post, or more specifically, the combination of the blond girl, the Kia Spectra, a succession of tools/boyfriends, the strums of "Genius of Love," and a dog, made me think about how some car companies truly understand how to attack their Generation X or later constituents. Of course, this only works when the advertising is good. The standout example of this is of course Volkswagen. Their site has a special area dedicated to their advertising, complete with names of the musical artists on their commercials. It'll take a year of great sales to get Kia to do the same, I think. My favorite car commercial campaign of late, though, is BMW's wildly ambitious, possibly ineffective but undeniably gorgeous BMW Films' The Hire series, starring Clive Owen. It's unfair to judge these commercials against others, since they are more exercises in art, rather than explicitly trying to sell the car...they aren't really commercials, I guess, but gifts from BMW to film geeks. My two favorites: Ang Lee's Chosen and Joe Carnahan's Ticker. Thank you, BMW.