Even the most hardened cynical citizens of the five boroughs can’t help but feel a pang of hope—even just a glimmer of optimism—about our beloved New York Knicks. Tonight at Madison Square Garden, “the World’s Most Famous Arena,” Gotham’s starting five goes to war against the Cleveland Cavaliers in Game 1 of the Eastern Conference Finals. We’ve been here before, yes…but after a dominant four-game sweep of the 76ers, it feels real. The Knicks are four wins away from their first NBA Finals since 1999.
Ahead of tip-off tonight, I wrote about Celebrity Row, that strip of courtside seats where team owner James Dolan personally plunks down a wildly unpredictable combination of celebrities. There’s often no through line except the part where they bleed orange and blue. One game’s lineup: Tracy Morgan, Tina Fey, Timothée Chalamet, Kylie Jenner, Ben Stiller, Christine Taylor, Spike Lee.
Elsewhere at Vanity Fair, we’ve got Darryn King’s epic interview with David Koepp, the writer behind Steven Spielberg’s aliens-on-earth blockbuster Disclosure Day. And from the archives, revisit Buzz Bissinger’s profile of Mark Fuhrman, the LAPD detective at the center of the O.J. Simpson trial, who died this week.
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NATE FREEMAN,
CORRESPONDENT, ARTS & CULTURE
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There’s Ben Stiller. There’s Kylie and Timothée. And of course, there’s Spike Lee. How do the best and brightest members of Knicks Nation rank against their fellow diehards sitting courtside?
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In conversation with VF, the actor talks dealing with imposter syndrome while playing a dad in Paper Tiger, receiving an infamous Cannes standing ovation, and an update on the Michael sequel.
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Save for a single television appearance, Mark Fuhrman, infamous worldwide as the racist cop who either set O.J. Simpson free or tried to frame him, has not spoken of his role in the trial of the century. Tracking Fuhrman to his hideaway in the northern-Idaho panhandle, H.G. Bissinger gets the story of a deeply conflicted man whose testimony haunted him long after the trial.
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