“You can’t describe music with words,” the great Sonny Rollins observes in John Scheinfeld’s survey-course-brisk docu-dip into the art and life of John Coltrane. As if seeking to prove Rollins right, Scheinfeld’s interviewees hold themselves to generalities: “His sound is stunning,” observes appreciator-in-chief Bill Clinton, who adds, unilluminatingly, that it…
Happy Monday, Miami. This week brings plenty of events, and the best part is they’re all free. Enjoy what’s new in town, from the Mental Suburbia album-release party at Gramps to the Eco-Theater Lab and Free Comic Book Day.
He’s run eight miles every day starting at the Fifth Street lifeguard stand on South Beach since January 1st, 1975. He’s never owned a passport. He’s never had a driver’s license. He’s never even been on an airplane. Does he have any regrets? No way.
After The Fate of the Furious premiered, talk of that franchise’s ever slicker, more over-the-top future turned to the promise (and hope) of F&F jumping the shark right into space. But what if … it was already there? And it was named, instead, Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2? In…
In the age of the self-centered selfie, Natalie White’s self-portrait nudes are anything but. The muse to many art and fashion luminaries has turned the camera lens on herself in “A Muse Me,” a solo exhibit at Bill Brady Miami through May 13 featuring 14 large format (20 x 24”) Polaroids created with the same 1978 kit as self-portraiture pioneers Andy Warhol and Chuck Close.
The best time of the week is finally here — the weekend. The next three days are filled with music, art, parties, and boozy beverages galore. From Coral Gables to Little Havana to South Beach, these are the best places to be until the sun comes up Monday morning.
It’s easy to giggle at The Circle, the movie, just as it’s easy giggle sometimes at Dave Eggers, whose novel is the film’s source. James Ponsoldt’s adaptation (co-written with Eggers) is, like Eggers’ books, nakedly earnest, engaged with nothing less but The State of Things Now, more smart than its…
It’s not easy having eyes all over the scene, being around to take in all the wild visuals at all the worthwhile places in the city. There are, however, those parties and gallery openings where a fortunate photographer can point and shoot.
Showing skin in South Florida is no big thing, so pretty girls in pasties may go unnoticed. But that probably won’t happen when Blackheart Burlesque hits Fort Lauderdale on May 4 to shake things up during a 60-city U.S. tour. “Pretty girls” is too cheesecake to describe the edgy and sultry…
It’s April 1992, and ABC commentator Judith Miller’s voice has an exasperated tinge as she reports to her audience that not one of the officers who beat Rodney King on that infamous videotape has been found guilty of any charges. Soon, riots break out in Los Angeles. Thousands of stores…
Long before Wynwood became a mecca for selfie-snapping tourists, microbreweries, and international retailers, Chris Oh was there turning blank warehouse walls into art. Oh was a pioneer of Miami’s street mural scene. He started Culture Kings, an influential Design District boutique, and co-founded the Primary Projects art gallery. Oh died…
The Handmaid’s Tale premieres April 26 on Hulu In the first episode of The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood herself shows up to slap our heroine in the face. The grande dame of dystopian fiction plays an aunt, one of the abbesses in charge of a new order of so-called handmaids:…
Audrey Aradanas and Evelyne Zapata are going to change things. That’s their goal, anyway. The two FIU grads are the founders of Miami Grrrl, an intersectional, anti-capitalist feminist collective that puts out a semi-monthly podcast – called Grrrl Uninterrupted – and takes part in various feminist events across the city…
A cruciform stage is enveloped in an eerie cloud of mist. Ethereal streams of light peek out beneath undulating furls of smoke. A nearly 6-foot-tall woman emerges, black beads dripping down her naked body, with a gigantic black cape that threatens to swallow her. As industrial music blasts, the shroud sprouts…
If you don’t have religion, you should at least have The Leftovers. HBO’s rapturous drama hasn’t found much of an audience during its brief time on Earth, but those who listen to its sermon long enough tend to convert — nothing else on television seeks, so nakedly and unironically, to…
Twice I’ve described Kitty Green’s curious, alienating docu-whatzit Casting JonBenet to friends, and twice I’ve been asked, with surprising heat, “Why?” and “What’s the point?” So, this time, before we get into the specifics of what this documentary actually documents, let’s take a moment to consider what the film isn’t…
Thursday Many would argue that a good desk job is preferable to half a dozen side hustles, but that coveted job security comes with sitting on your lumpy ass all day.
Down the street from the bums on Brickell and around the corner from Blackbird Ordinary, there is a gleaming, chrome and concrete monolith poised to transform one of the more blighted and ignored areas of downtown.
If you want to spot a celebrity in Miami, follow the money trail. Imagine the life you’d lead with coffers of disposable income, and the gluten-free, zero-calorie bread crumbs will appear.
In Eric D. Howell’s adaptation of Silvio Raffo’s ghostly 1996 novel, Voice From the Stone, a timid woman finds employment as a nanny with a rural family ravaged by grief. The longer she stays in their cavernous, stone-and-stucco villa, the more she comes to act, talk and look like the…
Susanne Bartsch reflects on three decades of fabulous parties and expression through avant-garde clothing.
Keep your eyes on the magician’s hands. She’ll attempt to distract you with compliments and silly quips, but her most effective feint will be the story she tells as she shuffles the cards. She might give quaint mention to a lover’s spat between the King of Hearts and the Queen…
