Commentary & Editorial
Commentary & Editorial
“That’s what I pay them for,” Palmer jokes, readjusting her Klaus Nomi corset. “Actually I don’t pay them. They do it all for the exposure … I pay them in sexual favors.”
The biggest difference between the war on music piracy and movie piracy is the kind of group fighting it.
If you're dead-set on Tinseltown, use this guide to determine if you have the basic capabilities to make it.
Theater & Dance
One of the few dancers in rehearsals to bare his knees, Arrais’ joints—like those of the other dancers—show visible signs of wear.
If—four years ago—you had proposed the idea of a musical written by Spring Awakening scribe Steven Sater and composed by System of a Down frontman Serj Tankian, people probably would have asked if you were high. Fortunately, someone’s pipe dream has become a reality.
The fast-growing Montreal-based troupe has been building a reputation as the anti-Cirque du Soleil.
a play so overwrought with messages and pretense that it masks any sort of core message and becomes surprisingly conventional—except for the whole incest thing.
You may think that your slick house-music gyrations in the club constitute dancing, but how about you just admit here and now that your skill at following choreography is limited to the Charlie Brown Shuffle? If you're still not convinced, maybe the Bill T. Jones/Arnie Zane Dance Company will put you in your place.
It’s time to put on your fiercest makeup and get that wig out of storage, because the indestructible Hedwig is once again making her way to the Boston stage.
Film & Television
The triad's continued success this late in their careers is a testament to the talent they bring to each new project together.
While the sex of Blue Valentine may seem like inconsequential controversy used to drum up attention for the movie, the story wouldn’t make sense without it.
As video-on-demand services grow in revenue, more people are catching the first run of horror movies from the comfort of their homes.
In the past year, two films to be stamped with the rating pushed the boundaries of taste and decency: Killer Joe and A Serbian Film.
Television is no longer a platform for actors whose careers in film have begun to fade, it's a place for them to showcase their prime work—and to brandish their commitment to their roles by bringing them back after long breaks out of character.
Despite these ghetto-ass origins, audiences haven’t been deterred.
If you’re looking for something a little more intellectual, try watching two hours of television static.
Most importantly, just like American Dad, Archer is actually funnier than its predecessor (hate away, Family Guy lovers. I don’t like you, either).
You’ve never seen a film by the Kuchar brothers. It’s not your fault—their films are the epitome of "underground."
To say [...] Don't Say We Didn't Warn You, is a case of the sophomore slump would be unfair.
Camden's hypnotic music takes over your ears and flies by like a soft breeze. Their tracks are polished like sandstone.
Nadler is a siren. She is hypnotic, and once you get drawn in, there’s no turning back.
For most drinkers, the first martini is the last, but there is a fraternity of martini lovers keeping the prohibition era’s favorite cocktail alive.
Nobody knows the exact origin of the margarita, and few cocktails contain as many genesis theories. New Orleans has been proposed. As have Los Angeles, San Diego, Houston and every city in Mexico. Mythology seems to dictate that the libation was invented for a female stage performer.
Rum is your friend, and rum's best friend is hands-down the daiquiri. For many drinkers, the word "daiquiri" conjures images of the frozen, 2-for-1, neon-colored concoctions Aunt Bernice downed like mini Slurpees during TGI Friday's happy hour. "To bring the men closer and keep the sad away," she would say, haphazardly adjusting her underwire.