If you’re looking for a quick trip to a faraway place, Joseph Adler and GableStage can arrange a 90-minute journey to an entirely different planet courtesy of their latest production, Master Harold … and the boys. Athol Fugard’s drama is set not only a half-century ago but in apartheid South…
A Picasso: Picture this: Bearlike Pablo Picasso sits in a dark stone cellar amid stacks of paintings, staring intently at his beautiful female model, who happens to be a Nazi official. As the woman begins to disrobe, Picasso sketches furiously, and despite the dank, dark surroundings, you can feel the…
All My Lies Are Wishes: Rubén Torres-Llorca is a conceptualist with superb craftsmanship. His photo series features blurred images, laid-over symbols, and tangential titles. They work like a personal domestic still-life sequence, though a bit cryptic. The show’s pièce de résistance is a spider-web installation, made of rope and filled…
When a pleasant Italian comedy called Mediterraneo won the 1992 Academy Award for best foreign language film, a lot of observant American moviegoers scratched their heads. Gabriele Salvatores’s fairy tale of Italian soldiers happily stranded on a gorgeous Greek island during World War II was an outright charmer, but it…
“We must keep the atmosphere electrified!” announces creepy Igor in reference to an abominable experiment in Van Helsing, but he could be appraising the entirety of this enormous event movie. Breathless cutting, nonstop special effects, and a pummeling soundtrack camouflage very silly plotting and mediocre-to-sappy dialogue — and yet the…
That sound you hear is the stampeding feet of millions of pubescent and pre-pubescent girls, racing to movie theaters this weekend to catch sisters Ashley and Mary-Kate Olsen in their first feature film since 1995’s It Takes Two. The Olsen twins began their acting careers at the age of nine…
Blood pulses out of freshly hacked flesh in puddles. Bikini-clad girls sip champagne and giggle in high heels as rivulets of the red stuff splatter perfectly on their bitching bods. Fast-cut closeups of their cleavage, their asses, their glam sunglasses, and of the beer-bellied man sprawled in the center of…
With aqua-driven economies and permanent-vacation mentalities, you’d think Fort Lauderdale and New Orleans would be sister cities. These are two places where everyone has a tan, a boat, and a drinking problem. Both cities indulge happily in things cultural, from buskers to giant festivals. Both offer fantastic food. Both enjoy…
THU 5/6 Here’s a dilemma. As you were giving birth to your first child, your doctors frantically informed you that they needed to perform an emergency hysterectomy. They took your uterus, but nice guys that they were, they left your ovaries intact. No more bearing children but you could still…
SAT 5/8 Finally an event that gives new meaning to the phrase “go with the flow.” The WaterFest pays tribute to all the refreshing liquid that surrounds us, besieges us in the summer, and makes up most of what we are. Created 2 years ago by some of the folks…
SAT 5/8 Boasting the title An American Salute, this concert would surely gain the approval of George Bush. But Democrats shouldn’t fear. The hat will not be passed for the Republicans amid the strains of a John Philip Sousa march. The Americans being saluted at this show are composers, creators…
FRI 5/7 The last time Fernanda Porto (right) performed in Miami, she wowed the crowd at the awards ceremony of the Brazilian Film Festival with an eclectic mix of bossa nova, samba, drum and bass, and for that extra-special something, Japanese taiko drummers. The crowd was dazzled and the raspberry-haired…
These days there is something ineluctably thrilling about a cavernous warehouse space converted to cultural use. In fact it’s hard to find anyone immune to this particular contagion. Perhaps it’s the residue of manufacturing activity, which serves as a romantic metaphor for cultural production in the 21st Century. Or maybe…
Thursday 5/6 Before there was Madonna, there was David Bowie, the true template for pop stars if there ever was one. Sure, Mick Jagger was the bad-boy-pouty-lipped-pretty-boy-devil, but Bowie was the mercurial space freak who morphed identities and crossed synth pop with disco and punk to create a netherworld of…
One thing few may mention about Mean Girls is that it could have been unrelentingly terrible. It isn’t — it’s actually pretty fabulous on its own terms — but consider: a rush-job comedy (hastily lensed a few months ago), constructed around a high-concept title with built-in ka-ching and endless potential…
Every once in a while, you encounter a person who seems to have been born under an urgent, righteous star — a person who is both a fiery activist lit with the passion of his convictions and a dramatic storyteller who naturally occupies a place in the public eye. When…
Pour a couple of old-fashioneds into the average golf historian, and it won’t be long until he gets misty-eyed over Robert Tyre Jones, Jr. Jones not only ruled golf in the 1920s, the fellow will tell you; he also epitomized the gentlemanly ideal of the old Scottish game, transplanted to…
Laws of Attraction is the kind of film you might mistake for “cute” or “charming” at first glance. Maybe you will open the paper and spot the ad with Pierce Brosnan and Julianne Moore canoodling and think to yourself how nice it would be to see James Bond defrosting indie…
Wine and food. Food and wine. Whether you prefer eating or drinking, there will be a whole lot of it going on this weekend when the Ninth Annual Miami Wine & Food Festival and the Biltmore International Food & Wine Weekend compete for lovers of the good life. The Miami…
Thursday 4/29 Oh, to sing in a baritone. It’s a powerful thing, to be sure. You possess the ability to make audiences swoon with a range of rich, deep, mahogany tones while impressing all with your high notes. Added bonus: Everybody wonders what you have working beneath your belt. Tonight…
A drama unspools every day in Carol de Lynch’s back yard. This time a black rooster stalks a tiny kitten, recently kidnapped from the Little River streets by the pack of feline ruffians who rule the terrain. A rabble of onlookers — the cats, a hen, and a dog of…
NOW 24/7 Coconut Grove is not exactly Basra. But as ever-increasing numbers of cars compete for ever-shrinking numbers of metered parking spaces (can we say valet parking?), the Grove sometimes feels like something of a gentrified war zone. As the battle for a parking space heats up, all we huddled…
