Hundreds of thousands of people showed up on the National Mall last October for the Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear. We’re pretty sure most the attendees didn’t really believe they could ignite reasonableness in D.C. They just came to party with The Daily Show crew. So last night, while…
Named one of Variety’s 2009 comics to watch, Wyatt Cenac has crept into the national consciousness thanks to his gig as a correspondent on The Daily Show, earning an Emmy for his contributions on the writing staff. Not content with resting on his Emmy winning laurels, Wyatt is in town…
Ballet isn’t all pointy objects and swan feathers, it’s also a visually fascinating, physically challenging art form. Now, thanks to Miami City Ballet, it’s also a nifty night on the town. MCB’s young professionals group, Upper Room, offers the sweet double deal of watching a unique performance and finishing off…
Nowadays, every TV viewer has an idea of what a dance audition looks like: a series of technical feats to a snippet of a pop tune in front of a cranky trio of judges, one of whom might burst into tears at any moment. But this weekend, young dancers are…
I am moving to New York City this week and I’m sad to go. From seats in the gloom of South Florida theaters, I’ve seen and heard extraordinary things. I’m forever grateful to those who enabled my constant attendance over the last four years — the directors, actors, set designers,…
A sleepwalker, cowboy, and a baker’s dozen walk into a saloon… Actually, they walk into the Ziff Ballet Opera House starting this Friday as the Miami City Ballet celebrates 25 years of dance with its second program of the 2011 season. The MCB Program II will feature three pieces –…
The Love of Three Oranges has long and historical footprints leading up to its run at the PlayGround Theatre, where it opens next week. It started as a fairytale written by Italian courtier, soldier and writer Giambattista Basile in the early 17th Century. Its form changed when playwright Carlo Gozzi,…
Even though we’ve become accustomed to losing our artists to L.A. and the Big Apple, the truth is that their bond with the 305 can never be truly broken. Playwright J. Sebastian Fabal grew up in Miami and moved to New York for graduate school. Miami stayed with Fabal, though…
We get it: You are pissed that you didn’t get to grinch your way through the holidays with Lewis Black. Unfortunately, the big-Black-grump got a batch of the sniffles while doing a show for the troops overseas and asked Leno to fill in for him. Thus, please defer your anger…
So, you and your family have piled into the car and visited every relative. You’ve been jammed elbow to elbow in endless retail lines. You’ve eaten and drunk enough to launch a diabetic coma. Now there is only one holiday ritual left: Neujahrskonzert. What? This fun-to-mispronounce German word loosely translates…
We love our cougars here in Miami, but A Round-Heeled Woman, which opens at GableStage tonight, is something else entirely. The play chronicles the coital adventures of Jane Juska, a retired school teacher who has not had sex in 30 years. Juska is a late baby boomer looking for a…
With all the recent holiday goodwill and merriment, we thought we’d found the perfect antidote in tomorrow night’s Lewis Black show at Hard Rock. But it looks like you’ll have to find your hilarious well of vitriol somewhere else. The modern-day grinch’s show has been canceled. We will surely miss…
Here are the best and worst plays of 2010. If you caught the good ones, congrats. You really saw something special. If you caught any of the bad ones, my condolences. Don’t let it put you off the form. There’s fabulous stuff out there. This is my last year-end roundup…
Some claim Miami has no memory. Maybe, but no one is forgetting teacher, choreographer, and erstwhile Miami-resident Gerri Houlihan. A former soloist with the Lar Lubovitch Dance Company, and schooled in Martha Graham and Jose Limon technique, Houlihan remembers as much as anyone alive about the making of modern dance…
Between Art Basel, Miami’s beaches, and SoBe’s endless stream of meticulously sutured and sculpted bodies, it may seem like you’re bombarded with nothing but aesthetically pleasing stimuli every minute of every God-forsaken beautiful day. Well, soon the Arsht Center will offer you the chance to stare at a big hairy…
Oliver!By Lionel Bart. Through December 26 at Actor’s Playhouse, 280 Miracle Mile, Coral Gables; 305-444-9293; actorsplayhouse.org. Oliver! is the 50-year-old musical by Lionel Bart based on the Dickens novel, but there’s nothing stodgy about it. The glittering new production at Actor’s Playhouse is so fresh, fun, and with-it you could…
First off, who knew Steve-O did stand-up? Secondly, who would’ve guessed a swarm of people would show up this past weekend, packing Coconut Grove’s Improv Comedy Club like this headliner would pack a port-o-potty with poo (and then roll down a hill inside of it), just to watch this Jackass…
For 29 years the King Mango Strut has claimed that it “put the nut back in Coconut Grove.” Leave it to organizers of satirical procession to put those nuts in its mouth. No, wait. Put nuts where the mouth is? Okay, so both sound dirty. But it all made sense…
Noche Buena is next week, and we’re in a bit of a jam. Our date’s an atheist and doesn’t eat meat. She’s worried the pre-meal prayer, and the stench of roast pork escaping La Caja China and clinging to her peacoat will make her feel like an outsider. Still, she insists…
There are plenty of good reasons to see David Arisco’s production of Oliver! at Actor’s Playhouse, the most obvious being that the play finds the director returning to his natural habitat — the classic, conservative musical — and kicking all kinds of ass. Arisco is a wizard with a show…
The best satire is the kind that doesn’t quite flagrantly cross the line of bad taste and coarse affront, yet still manages to crap all over its intended victim with comical results. And that’s the subtle brilliance of Forbidden Broadway, which opened last night at the Arsht Center’s Carnival Studio…
Sure, people know Steve-O once swallowed a goldfish live and then threw it up back into its bowl. And the Jackass star got the world’s dumbest tattoo (a self portrait of himself with two thumbs up and the words “Yeah dude, I rock!”). But did you know that he’s a…
