Over at Beatrice, Emily Gordon is blogging about this past weekend's New Yorker Festival. She puts Jonathan Franzen and Zadie Smith into the high school popularity paradigm, hears Steve Martin play banjo with Earl Scruggs and gets to revel in a Tom Cruise as dog impression. Gothamist didn't get to make it to this year's festival (we were a little slow to pull the intellectual cognoscentic trigger), but we will try to right that by getting the insane collection of 4,109 New Yorker issues on eight DVDs.
Did you go to the New Yorker Festival? Anything noteworthy? And this week's Shouts and Murmurs by Larry Doyle is priceless in sending up the somewhat interminably annoying "specials" at high-end restaurants.
