Late-night talk-show interviews are the bane of my existence.
Late-night talk-show interviews are the bane of my existence.
You may have noticed in my belated recap of the 2017-2018 Broadway season a severe lack of love for The Band’s Visit, the consensus pick for the best new musical of the year.
In addition to wrestling with how portions of Permission have lodged themselves in my psyche, inspiring me — through the sheer force of will that is artistic brilliance — to reevaluate my own (if I may say so myself, quite happy) relationship, I’m now also left wondering why the movie didn’t receive a proper theatrical release.
Hyper-verbal, yet still cinematically expressionistic, adult relationship dramas are unfortunately hard to find in movie theaters nowadays.
Like the best musical theatre composers, Jason Robert Brown externalizes the minutest — though no less significant — inner emotions, bringing them to the fore through soaring songs whose elevated registers match the extremity of the dissected feelings.
The total and complete shitshow otherwise known as Fyre Festival is the gift that keeps on giving.
Naturalism is overrated.
The Purge series stumbled its way into becoming a franchise.
Let’s start with a branding exegesis: