Lynn Shelton’s Humpday, a sexual sitcom, opens with a pair of breeders in bed. A youngish married couple, Ben (mumblecordeon Mark Duplass) and Anna (Alycia Delmore), confess they’re too tired to procreate that night and then confess their mutual relief. As if in response, the doorbell rings at 2 a.m…
If you think it’s impossible to underestimate the cultural significance of American Idol, go see British filmmaker Havana Marking’s documentary about its Afghani imitator, a smash hit TV show whose musical wannabes run the gamut of Afghanistan’s bruising ethnic divisions. The even more socially and geographically heterogeneous audience votes for…
Joshua Leonard came undone at Cannes. It wasn’t just that Humpday, the film in which he stars, had made it into the festival’s prestigious Directors’ Fortnight — unlikely enough for a movie about two straight friends who decide to shoot a gay porn together for art’s sake, and which cost…
At the Frost Art Museum, “Nela Ochoa: Genetic Portraits” features an intriguing collection of complex pieces referencing the genetic code of human and plant life. The Venezuelan artist’s work embraces the intersection of art and science in bold, imaginative ways that burrow deep under the skin. She creates provocative installations…
Magic City Kitty: Office Romance Takes Relationship from the Boardroom to the Bedroom
If anyone embodies the indie-dance phenomenon, it’s Dim Mak founder Steve Aoki. The hipsterati mogul is notorious for crowd surfing, pouring endless bottles of Grey Goose into open mouths, and hyping the crowd to the brink of insanity. His music, on the other hand, isn’t exactly blowing anyone away. But…
In France, major fashion houses and their designers are seen as cultural icons. When Yves Saint Laurent died last year, the national outpouring of grief was compared to what might happen in this country when a figure like Bob Dylan passes on. Christian Lacroix — in this case the company, not the…
Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Swim blew out of town last night (the remnants of the event probably wandering the streets in the wee hours this morning with their mascara smeared, looking for their other pump). Now we can look forward to what summer is supposed to be in Miami — hot,…
Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Swim cannon balled into town last night, so expect another stream of parties, models, fashion and debauchery in the middle of our slowest season, during one of our country’s greatest economic depressions. The fashion du jour? Swimwear. As if Miami needs another excuse to run around half…
I just got an email from one of the many important cultural organizations (name withheld) that keep this city from becoming a barren wasteland of empty condo units and traffic jams (BTW: How those two things manage to co-exist in one metropolis is a logical puzzle for some burgeoning mathmetician…),…
The Emmy nominations are out today, and boy are they weird. But possibly in a really good way. Not tons to report on the local front. Dexter, Showtime’s drama about a Miami-based serial killer, got nods in the “Outstanding Drama Series” catagory. Meanwhile, Dexter himself, Michael C. Hall, received kudos in…
Swedish DJ/producer Ida Engberg is one of the fastest-rising female stars in the male-studded world of techno. A resident of Stockholm’s legendary Cocktail Club, her career was kicked off auspiciously in the mid-2000s and headed right to the top, where she’s shared the decks with some of the biggest names…
Friday, July 17 *Miami Anglophile indie rockers People From Venus play the Vagabond in Miami tonight, and it’s no secret I think they are pretty swell. Admission to the Vag on Fridays is free before midnight, $5 after. *If you act fast and snag advance tickets online, tickets are just…
Looks like West Palm Beach street punk band the Clockouts have a new CD out called Toxic,and I am listening to it. It’s a grittier step away from the more pop-punk projects that three of the four members usually pump out under the guise of the Ridicules. And yes, that…
On July 20, 1810, Colombia declared independence from Spain. Nine years later, the Spaniards withdrew in an exhausted huff as the victorious revolutionaries, led by Simón Bolívar and Francisco Santander, convened a constitutional convention and a new government. Interestingly, the name Colombia then referred to most of South America, and…
I don’t know but I’ve been told, abstract painting looks mighty old. Oh, we could make “If the art world ran the Army…” jokes forever. The uniforms would be all-black pantsuits made by Prada. All the bases would be in picturesque European cities, and the generals (Gagosian, Landesman, Hirst, Deitch)…
“There aren’t a lot of places [in Miami] to play jazz, so when I’m in town, it’s always good to perform local gigs,” says Philadelphia-born Nicole Henry. With frequent appearances at venues around the globe, Henry doesn’t have many chances to showcase her deep, soulful voice to the local faithful,…
Tortuga, 1761: A pirate with a small, spherical hat and long, curly dreadlocks walks into a bar. The bartender says, “Argh, Cap’n. How goes it?” The pirate says, “Never better.” The bartender asks why, and the pirate says, “Some gonif just stole my buried treasure.” Bartender: “What a scurvy dog!…
Everyone knows Miami Beach is the home of the $18 cocktail, but if you venture just south of Fifth, you’ll find a spot where the floors are dirty, the drinks are affordable, and the people… well, let’s just say they’re not spit-smoothing their cowlicks every 30 seconds. Love Hate Lounge…
You gotta hand it to the Kinsey Sicks. Dubbed “America’s Favorite Dragapella Beautyshop Quartet” — possibly because they are the only a cappella ensemble composed of men dressed as women that we know of — they stomp all across this glorious nation performing for audiences great and small, bringing comedy…
Hungary is a whirlwind of iconic imagery: Olympic gymnasts and wrestlers, Ottomans (the people, not the footrest), the nation’s hilarious proximity to Turkey, and, of course, Gypsies. Formerly decked out in the bohemian dresses and ascots associated with hipsters, Gypsies now find themselves awash in Fila tracksuits, gold chains, wifebeaters,…
Contemporary art is too expensive for the average person. At best, it’s an innocuous diversion for bourgeoisie academics and the filthy rich. At worst, it’s a perverse justification for the inequities of capitalism. If you believe any of these statements, you need to see the film Herb & Dorothy this…
