P. Scott Cunningham

When I saw that Bob Dylan had won the Nobel Prize last Friday, I fired off a quick, emotional tweet: “Without qualifications, Bob Dylan winning a Nobel for literature is dumb.” Dylan’s literary award was last Friday’s black-and-blue dress, and if you don’t immediately pick a side, are you really...

Has your Baselitis cleared up yet? Can you look at the lamppost banners along Biscayne Boulevard without going into anaphylactic shock? Does the sight of a white tent no longer cause existential dread? Are the days in your iCal looking pale and empty? Then it’s time to jump back into...

We at New Times avoid the gym like Legionnaires’ disease, but we must admit that seeing a 30-something Burt Lancaster with his shirt off makes us want to hit the weights. And trust us, in A Rose Tattoo, director Daniel Mann makes sure Lancaster gets to show off the guns...

What do you say about Itzhak Perlman? Just the guy’s name pretty much sells itself — an impressive feat for any violinist, much less one who can barely walk due to a case of polio at the age of 4. His entrance onto the stage via his crutches is part...

Humans and horses have been living together since 4,000 B.C.E. The relationship has produced many high points — the Budweiser Clydesdales, Mister Ed, Peter Schaffer’s Equus — and some low ones — Catherine the Great, Canadian Mounties, Seabiscuit. But like peanut butter and jelly, humans and horses are stuck together...