For the first time in the storied history of this column (all one month of it), the conditional parenthetical in its title proved unnecessary: I ended up, wonder-of-wonders miracle-of-miracles, choosing only one single to be crowned with the super duper prestigious title of the SOLE Single of the Week!
I don’t feel comfortable reviewing the Abingdon Theatre Company’s production of Philip Dawkins’ The Gentleman Caller because one of my friends holds up half of this new two-hander.
The Birds immediately impresses with a uniform style that’s anything but uniform, pulling off the tricky combination of quirky esotericism.
In the post-MTV era, music videos came to be seen almost as afterthoughts to the original songs.
Is it too much to ask for a movie to be more than just a TWO-AND-A-HALF-HOUR video game cutscene?
Different name — I like the sound of the assonance in “Album Roundup” more than the aural clunkiness of “This Week in Music”; plus, since I’m now covering singles released every week as well, the name for these OG posts would need to change to the even clunkier “This Week in Albums”, which is yuck — but the same format!
In yesterday’s defense of movie-turned-musicals, I focused almost exclusively on analyzing this macro trend, rarely touching upon any specific micro examples.
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Ever since the Tony Awards announced their Hollywood-property-dominated slate of nominees this year, a plethora of hot-take-prone cultural critics started — though really continued a trend that predates this season — bemoaning the fact that Broadway looks a lot more like movie theaters nowadays.
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The names of the actors who turned in my two favorite film performances of 2017 were not read from the podium at this year’s Academy Awards ceremony.
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