It’s impossible to eulogize an artist whose work you’re largely unfamiliar with.
It’s impossible to eulogize an artist whose work you’re largely unfamiliar with.
Critical circles perpetuate two schools of thought concerning artistic canons that really piss me off.
Has anybody in the history of human civilization written as many songs about getting drunk and screwing, stress-free, in island locales, on tropical getaways, as Jimmy Buffet?
Now THIS is what I’m talking about.
Since I’m not a fan of the ‘80s nostalgia wave contaminating conquering screens the world over right now, the latest installment in the Predator franchise — dubbed THE Predator (DUN DUN DUN!!!) — didn’t particularly appeal to me on its chrome face.
In terms of Academy Awards-esque recognition, “Best Actress” is often understood to signify “The Most Acting.”
The most jam-packed roundup yet!
This time around, we’ve got three shits and just as many covers:
Try to follow me on this one:
Live theatre, by its very nature, is a practical art form.