New Movie Theater for Kent Avenue

Just down the block from Glasslands, at 285 Kent, Marco Ursino is opening a 93-seat small screen theater. The theater will open next week as part of the Brooklyn International Film Festival – Ursino has plans to add a bar and food later in the year.

Parks & Wrecked?

There’s just one little nagging detail with these expanding parks: There’s not enough money to fund their upkeep, and, for the most part, no one quite knows where it will come from.

On the bright side, at least Brooklyn Bridge Park, Hudson River Park and the High Line were built. North Brooklyn still has over 30 acres of promised parkland that is nothing more than green magic marker on a map.

Ten Things We Love About Graham Avenue

Nice guide to local shopping on Graham Avenue (although skewed entirely toward the arrivistes – how about some of the long-timers?). Of course my favorite is Siri:

Jewelry and dresses at Treehouse Brooklyn Owner Siri Wilson crochets copper, gold and silver in her edgy collection of necklaces and earrings ($48-$280). We also dig Feral Childe’s silk shift dresses ($200-$280). Mention TONY to receive 15 percent off Sirius Lux jewelry and 10 percent off Feral Childe dresses through May 31.

Taste Williamsburg Greenpoint A Delicious Success

By all accounts, yesterday’s Taste Williamsburg Greenpoint event was a huge success. The event benefitted Northside Town Hall, a joint project of NAG and People’s Firehouse to reopen the former Engine 212 firehouse as a community center. It was a smashing success financially, and it brought a lot of people together.

An Oil Spill Grows in Brooklyn

Alex Prud’homme compares BP’s Gulf oil spill (3.3 million gallons and counting) to Standard Oil’s Greenpoint oil spill (17 to 30 million gallons):

We tend to think of oil spills as dramatic events — a sinking ship, a burning rig. So it’s easy to forget that across the country, hundreds of spills, many left over from a less regulated time, continue to poison groundwater and leak toxic fumes. Instead of letting the Gulf spill divert our attention yet again from slow-moving disasters like Newtown Creek, we should take it as an impetus to address problems much closer to home.

Man Convicted of Killing Immigrant, but Not of Hate Crime

Jose Sucuzhañay was the Ecuadorean immigrant who was killed on a Bushwick Street in December 2008. One of the assailants was convicted of manslaughter on Thursday, and now faces up to 40 years in prison (the jury is still out on the second assailant).

Sucuzhañay was targeted because he Hispanic, because he thought to be gay, or both. Despite this, there was no conviction on hate-crimes charges, which could have carried a life sentence. I disagree with hate-crime legislation, but if it is on the books, this should qualify as a hate crime. When it comes time for sentencing, the judge will hopefully take the aggravating factors into consideration, and give the defendant the full 40-year maximum (which is a better way of handling aggravating hate-crime circumstances anyway).

Kent Avenue = Drug Store Alley

The Post is reporting that CVS has signed a 20-year lease for 13,000 square feet of retail space at the Edge on Kent Avenue. The asking rent on the space was $55 a foot, which might be reasonable given the business that Duane Reade is doing a block away – $2.5 million in sales over the past three months according to the Post. Luckily for the folks at the Edge, they won’t have to walk that long block for band-aids and ramen noodles.

For those of you holding out for an Apple Store at the site, you shouldn’t be too surprised. This is, after all, the developer who promised us Enrique Norten and gave us Stephen B. Jacobs. (Though promising us an Apple Store and giving us CVS is a far worse trade.)

[Via The Real Deal

Misinform & Conquer

WG News + Arts looks at local politics, the Church, developer money and how they all come together at Domino. A long article, but worth reading through to the end.

There Goes the Neighborhood

Though [Omar,] the 27-year-old [“wild-eyed investment banker”] declines to give his last name, because “my bosses don’t know I party,” he’s less circumspect about his love for crossing the river from his Chelsea condo to drop cash in Brooklyn: “I think Williamsburg is the coolest place in the city now. It’s like the Lower East Side, the East Village — but less obvious.”

I think its time to institute reverse congestion pricing.