May 26 – Jun 1, 2004

May 26 - Jun 1, 2004 / Vol. 20 / No. 21

Movie: Dogville

Dogville Length: 2 hours 57 minutes Studio: Lions Gate Films Website: http://www.dogville.dk/ Release Date: 2004-05-28 Cast: Nicole Kidman, Paul Bettany, Lauren Bacall, Harriet Andersson, Jean-Marc Barr Director: Lars von Trier Screenwriter: Lars von Trier WorkNameSort: Dogville Our Rating: 5.00 What we have here is classic drama stripped down to its essentials. In telling the tale…

Movie: Young Adam

Young Adam Length: 1 hour 39 minutes Studio: Sony Pictures Classics Website: http://www.hanwayfilms.com/h_films/youngadam_films/young_adam_films.html Release Date: 2004-05-28 Cast: Ewan McGregor, Tilda Swinton, Peter Mullan, Emily Mortimer, Ewan Stewart Director: David Mackenzie Screenwriter: David Mackenzie Music Score: David Byrne WorkNameSort: Young Adam Our Rating: 3.00 For Joe (Ewan McGregor), life is slow and squalid. But that’s your…

Movie: Maestro

Maestro Length: 1 hour 29 minutes Studio: Artrution Productions, Door A Release Date: 2004-05-28 Cast: Larry Levan, David Mancuso, Frankie Knuckles, Nicky Siano, Francis Grasso Director: Josell Ramos Screenwriter: Josell Ramos WorkNameSort: Maestro Our Rating: 2.50 In the early 1980s, I knew a New York club DJ who had no concept of musical symmetry. He’d…

Movie: Dogville

Our Rating: 5.00 What we have here is classic drama stripped down to its essentials. In telling the tale of a mysterious city girl (Nicole Kidman) who seeks asylum in a mountain town, writer/director von Trier has removed almost every element that could qualify as a distraction. All of the action takes place on one…

Movie: Maestro

Our Rating: 2.50 In the early 1980s, I knew a New York club DJ who had no concept of musical symmetry. He’d drop out a vocal track on the last line of a rhyme scheme and then wonder why it left listeners feeling anxious and unsatisfied. He’d probably see nothing wrong with Maestro, a sprawling…

Movie: Young Adam

Our Rating: 3.00 For Joe (Ewan McGregor), life is slow and squalid. But that’s your lot when you work and sleep on a Scottish barge. Too studly – if not too virtuous – for his surroundings, Joe passes the time by helping himself to handfuls of his boss’s frumpish wife (Tilda Swinton). Beneath his overgrown-schoolboy…

Cooling basics: ice and sugar

No matter how much one dreads the scorching heat of summer, there’s no choice but to sweat it out. You can try a mind-over-matter approach – such as imagining yourself packed in ice and turning blue – but it’s much more effective to actually pack yourself with ice. Make that finely shaved, fluffy ice doused…

The British are Coming

There’s no telling what will turn up in life’s random gas stations. Even so, finding a British grocery at a Shell station on the outskirts of Clermont came as a surprise. Searching for a soda after an afternoon with my English-bred mother-in-law and other visiting relatives, I encounter shelves of PG Tips tea, copies of…

All is Dust

Shostakovich and Stalin By Solomon Volkov; trans. By Antonia W. Bouis Alfred A. Knopf Press; 336 pages Artistic types have always had a bit of a tough go in totalitarian regimes. Something about the creative impulse doesn’t seem to mesh well with crushing authoritarianism. But the irony is that most dictators have a soft spot…

Good Fringe hunting

“Hot” is the watchword for director John DiDonna’s nifty production of David Hare’s The Blue Room, which casts Heather Leonardi and Michael Marinaccio as a panoply of sexual archetypes. If the sporadically naked butts on stage are what’s putting the clothed butts in the seats, then so be it. The real reasons to see the…

Surviving Gay Days

By now, both the hetero-sexual and the otherwise are bored with the glut of gay programming that provides a tasteful matte finish over the better senses of those who watch too much television, read too many magazines and, probably, drink too much. Except that the heterosexual can simply turn it off. Pity the gay person.…

“Greetings from mondo condo”

With luxury condos and apartment complexes springing up all over Greater Orlando, there’s now a high-toned habitat to suit every taste, if not every price point. Here are a few of the most “niche” operations now making waves in the waters of spacious, gracious living. Stalag 17 West – Come live out your days in…

Kobe’s beef

I’m sure you’ve been there before: That fight you had with your significant other consumes you to the point that you can’t focus on your job. No matter how hard you try to shake your domestic drama, it continues to gnaw at you like John Goodman on a turkey leg. Now, imagine going to work…

Cooling basics: ice and sugar

No matter how much one dreads the scorching heat of summer, there’s no choice but to sweat it out. You can try a mind-over-matter approach – such as imagining yourself packed in ice and turning blue – but it’s much more effective to actually pack yourself with ice. Make that finely shaved, fluffy ice doused…

Nancy’s Guys & Dolls closes

We could blather on about the closing of Nancy’s Guys & Dolls, the little concrete-block box of a bar nestled in a parking lot where Robinson Street turns into Crystal Lake Drive, but that would be dishonest. See, we, um, well, we didn’t go there much. We should have, because it’s actually only a long…

Youthful immortal

All of the best records come from England. You know you’ve muttered that to yourself at least once while plowing through the import racks at your local music store. When you’re addicted to left-field music, it always seems like the fixes from across the pond hit the vein with a little more satisfaction than the…

Rotting Brains and Clown Noses

Angel Autopsy is not your average metal band. In fact, it’s somewhat of a stretch to call them a metal band at all. Rather than exploring anger and animosity in the large measures preferred by their genre peers, Angel Autopsy is actually a dorky conflagration of artiness, folkiness and heaviness that just barely passes the…

Trail Breakers

Ever since I was a little girl I’ve wanted to be a dancer. I’ve wanted to thud my weatheredtoe-shoes together in three dusty repetitions and poof into a Debbie Allen Afro-ascent high in the sky like a flame. Or sport a Jennifer Beals wig and spread my legs like a stand-in, low on the floor,…


Recent

Gift this article