An excerpt from writer Derek Walcott’s 1992 Nobel lecture is included in the catalogue that accompanies “Caribbean Visions: Contemporary Painting and Sculpture,” currently at the Center for the Fine Arts. In his moving essay, Walcott, a St. Lucia native who was awarded the prestigious prize for literature, remarks on the…
Fans of Harold Robbins and Jacqueline Susann rejoice! With his excruciatingly moronic script for Showgirls, screenwriter Joe Eszterhas (Flashdance, Basic Instinct) strips off all the layers of pseudo-social conscience that informed his two collaborations with director Costa-Gavras (Betrayed and Music Box) and exposes himself as the heir apparent to Susann’s…
A black Philip Marlowe: It’s an idea so simple you wonder why nobody thought of it sooner. Writer-director Carl Franklin’s sensational Devil in a Blue Dress casts Denzel Washington in the role of hard-boiled, soon-to-be private investigator Ezekiel “Easy” Rawlins in the film adaption of Walter Mosley’s absorbing debut novel…
Following the breakout success of 1992’s Under Siege and 1993’s The Fugitive, director Andrew Davis could have had his pick of just about any action movie project his heart desired. Instead he opted for Steal Big, Steal Little, a misguided comic morality play about twin brothers (both played by Andy…
I don’t know if men are from Mars and women are from Venus, but anyone who doubts that we hail from different planets should attempt to discuss with a member of the opposite sex the film How to Make an American Quilt. This is not just another women’s movie. It’s…
There’s a whole lot of ranting and raving going on these days over at Area Stage on Lincoln Road. Alan Bowne’s Beirut, an unnerving nightmare about a not-so-distant future in which HIV-positive people are quarantined in warehouses on the Lower East Side of New York City, plays in repertory with…
Imagine two straight upper-middle-class white couples on the deck of a Long Island beach house. Chloe Haddock pushes food on everyone, peppers her speech with badly pronounced French, and sings the wrong lyrics to show tunes. Her husband, John, completes the New York Times crossword puzzle in ink and lusts…
Antonia Eiriz’s Reincarnation, six oil-on-canvas panels clustered on one wall of the upstairs gallery at the Museum of Art in Fort Lauderdale, depicts 99 masklike faces floating on a background as dark and deep as a black hole. Placed side by side in rows — an arrangement that resembles skeletons…
I’ll be the first to admit that I didn’t get Safe, the latest haunting study of an afflicted soul from writer-director Todd Haynes (Superstar, Poison). But I’m not sure I — or anyone else — was supposed to understand it. Haynes is one of those artists who uses conflicting symbols…
Movies about people making movies bug me. Sure, writing professors always tell you to “write what you know,” and what filmmakers purport to know is how to make films. But I suspect that advice was formulated back in the good old days, when guys such as Hemingway lived real lives…
Remember letters? I don’t mean bills, sales flyers, or computer personalized sweepstakes packets. I mean envelopes addressed in ink, sealed with wax or scented, filled with news of family, tales of travel, or words of love. I mean savoring the written voice of a friend, hearing their inflection in your…
There are two ways of looking at The Innocent (no relation to the 1976 Luchino Visconti powerhouse or the 1985 British production, both of which have the same title). You can write it off as a horribly acted, pretentiously directed, inconsistently paced, drearily written exercise in Cold War espionage with…
Film schools across the country should use Last of the Dogmen as a sort of final exam. If, after viewing the film for fifteen minutes, a student can’t come up with more than half the dialogue every character will speak before he or she utters it, that would-be filmmaker has…
In 1989, Miami Beach’s Lincoln Road was an empty strip of vacant stores, a shell of the lively outdoor mall filled with elegant shops that thrived in the 1940s and 1950s. With serendipitous foresight, John and Maria Rodaz of Area Stage Company rented an affordable storefront there, then set about…
Last year Tag Purvis lost three of his best friends to AIDS-related illnesses. They now appear in one part of Purvis’s film installation, Devil or Angel, at the South Florida Art Center’s Ground Level Gallery on Lincoln Road: images of two men and one woman projected onto sheets of translucent…
A half-dozen case-hardened cops crack dark jokes over the corpse of a young black clocker (crack dealer). The bullet that killed him passed through the kid’s T-shirt, which, ironically, bears the legend “I will kill you” under a line drawing of a gun. “Someone musta read it backwards,” deadpans one…
I don’t know, you tell me: In 1995, how big a deal is it for a pair of (presumably) straight actors best known for lady-killing and macho action roles to play drag queens on-screen? (I’m talking indisputably gay characters, not heteros-in-heels like Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon in Some Like…
Like the school year, vacations, and marriages, theater seasons kick off with anticipation, fueled by promises of pleasure, fulfillment, and growth and driven by unarticulated fantasies that, in theatrical terms, look like this: An inspired melange of classic, contemporary, and cutting-edge work with tickets priced at the cost of an…
In the 400 years since Shakespeare entertained Elizabethan England with histories, tragedies, and comedies, his works have been updated, translated, elaborated, extemporized, bowdlerized, and set to music and dance. Macbeth went sci-fi. The Merry Wives of Windsor outwit Falstaff in 1950s suburbia. Women played Hamlet. And a Wild West version…
Remember museums? Right after Labor Day, the new exhibition season begins. Upcoming shows at Miami institutions will focus on contemporary work and historical themes that provide context for art today, mostly eschewing blockbuster shows in favor of small, purposeful exhibitions. A lot of these are prepackaged displays put together by…
Papa McMullen was an oul-bollocks. He drank. He beat Mom. He died. Mom’s eyes barely had dried from the funeral service when she announced her decision to pack off to Ireland to live with the man she had really loved for all those years. Her parting advice to her three…
I suppose the mere fact that I’ve never seen a movie quite like Desperado should qualify as a high compliment. After all, these days so many movies seem like so many other movies, which seemed like so many others before them, that a little originality deserves praise in and of…
