'August Rush' weaves a story of music and nothingness
Courtesy of RottenTomatoes If you ever have the unfortunate luck to find yourself in the same theater as "August Rush," here's my advice: Shut your eyes.
Courtesy of RottenTomatoes If you ever have the unfortunate luck to find yourself in the same theater as "August Rush," here's my advice: Shut your eyes.
Emma Haberman / The Dartmouth Senior Staff Perhaps you think of orange jumpsuits, or maybe you prefer the black-and-white striped variety.
Lions for Lambs A sanctimonious piece of political propaganda, Robert Redford's new movie will disturb liberals who agree with its politics and delight conservatives who will tear it apart.
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Courtesy of Stuff Media NZ Last Wednesday night circa 12:30 a.m., "Everybody" -- a bonus track off the new Britney Spears album -- came thumping over the speakers in the basement of Bones Gate fraternity.
Just in time for the holidays and for the alleviation of post-second-midterm-crunch-time-depression arrives the highly anticipated and universally extolled "Guitar Hero III: Legends of Rock." The head-bangin', whammy board-breakin', tendonitis-inducin' third installment in the popular music video game series has taken the otherwise cramped, comfortless and poorly outfitted Dartmouth residence hall by storm (along with the rest of the world, for that matter). Featuring a monster set list sublimely comprised of songs from both yesteryear and yesterday (some are even master tracks), noticeable upgrades to once-maddening gameplay features, dozens of new unlockables, a bevy of new band customization options and super-improved (and creative) character designs, venue graphics and in-game guitar models, "Legends" lives up to a summer's worth of hype, doing the children of greasy hair and bleached jeans very, very proud. No doubt there were many fans and developers squirming after last year's acquisition of RedOctane by Activision, which pushed day-one developers Harmonix onto side project "Rock Band" and left the folks at Neversoft newly entrusted with engineering a game so culturally important and massive in scope. Now it's clear there was no need for anxiety. A vast improvement upon its comparatively unfocused predecessor (and in no way reflective of the unbridled mess that was July's "Guitar Hero Encore: Rocks the '80s"), "Legends" cranks out its bread-and-butter, Gibson-Les-Paul awesomeness alongside familiar faces like Aerosmith, Guns 'N' Roses, Heart, Kiss and Rage Against the Machine while also meandering into refreshingly uncharted territory.
Courtesy of TV Guide The latest show of extravagantly wealthy teenagers running around and wreaking havoc on each others' egos comes in the form of "Gossip Girl," on the CW Network Wednesdays at 9 p.m.. While the dialogue often leaves much to be desired and some scenes are annoyingly over the top, the show itself has just enough back-stabbing, juicy drama to keep viewers coming back for more. Am I slightly embarrassed to watch this show?
Courtesy of www.comedyagainstevil.com Purported to be a politically keen comedian who focuses on social issues in his act, Dean Obeidallah didn't quite live up to the reputation that preceded him in his performance at Bentley Theater on Friday, but he managed to entertain nonetheless. The hook of Obeidallah's act was his political humor and his outlook on being Arab-American in a post-9/11 world.
"What is this supposed to be about anyways?" a girl asked her friend in Moore Theater before the beginning of Dartmouth's Nov.
Courtesy of RottenTomatoes Well, it has finally happened: Hollywood has taken all of our nation's pain and anguish and turned it into an infomercial.
Sarah Laeuchli "Gimme head with hair -- long, beautiful hair!" And no, Wenda Gu, I don't mean you.
Courtesy of the Hopkins Center Rik Reppe has that sort of biting comedic insight that can take an everyday situation and tear it apart into little anecdotal chunks that define, condemn and compliment human nature all at once -- and in a delightfully vulgar manner. Reppe worked for a time in the World Trade Center during early 2001, and after the Sept.
Courtesy of nga.gov Upon careful consideration, I've concluded that it's impossible to dislike "Lonesome." Here is a film so sweet, so genuine, so utterly tenderhearted that you just want to throw your arms around it and squeeze.
Unfortunately, as much as the Hood Museum tirelessly advertises its excellent art events, attending a lecture on American glass is simply not at the top of most people's Saturday to-do lists.
Courtesy of Friday Night Rock This year is going pretty well for that little guy known as the underdog.
This film reminds me of the windowsill above the sink in my mother's kitchen. She keeps strange things there: shells, chestnuts, a small voodoo doll (me) inside a jar of salt.
Courtesy of the Hopkins Center This Friday, there are actually too many ways to fill the early evening hours in Hanover.
Philip Woram / The Dartmouth Editor's note: In honor of Baker-Berry being de-Gu-ified this past weekend, the staff has attempted to answer the following question: "What have we, The Dartmouth's Arts staff, learned from this recent hair-brained commission by the College?" The responses that follow probably won't please many art history professors, except the underground resistance that's been brewing in the basement of Carpenter.
Courtesy of Yahoo Four seasons into "The Office," the show has proven itself as a worthy successor to Ricky Gervais's brilliant BBC original.