Media Slam (Ok--not really. More like Gripe)
So sometimes great reviews come your way, and sometimes the powers that be in media land smite you in the face. Here’s some sweet response from Jed Lipinski re Reverend Jen’s Live Nude Elf that a certain downtown alt weekly here decided to nix. Considering Jen’s been a fixture in the East Village and environs (and in said paper’s theater pages for years) you’d think this would be a natural for them. Much head-scratching ensues . . .
"Jen Miller (a/k/a Reverend Jen, Patron Saint of the Uncool)
has a heartwarmingly stubborn faith in the Lower East Side,
where she currently operates a troll museum, hosts the
monthly open-mike “Reverend Jen’s Anti-Slam,” and
cavorts with members of the “Art Stars,” a band of
deranged local performance artists. Her new book chronicles
her two-year stint as a sex columnist for Nerve with the
grace of a nymphomaniac Dorothy Parker. Notable exploits
include “cougar hunts” at NYU, key-party experiments,
and temp work on a porn set."