Charity X-mas CD is a break from holiday boredom
49 bands -- ranging from electro-lounge to alt-country -- contribute songs for hospice-care benefit compilation
49 bands -- ranging from electro-lounge to alt-country -- contribute songs for hospice-care benefit compilation
There is something truly risky about showing James Bond in a moment of weakness. As a cultural icon he always seems to land on his feet, no matter what ridiculous stunt he needs to pull to do so.
'Decade of Modernism' highlights revolutionary artists during pivotal years in art: 1910-1920
O'Connor's new album mixes traditional and modern
Like well-cooked meals and skyscrapers, good documentaries take on a life beyond their outward function: sometimes you just set out to tell a story and end up creating art. Jethro Rothe-Kushel '03's film, "Pharaoh's Streets," a film about homelessness in Los Angeles which takes place during the Democratic National Convention in the summer of 2000, began as a narrative but became a creative act. As soon as one looks past the simple description of the film as a documentary, it becomes art in the deepest sense; that is, it is an expression of humanity through media. At a screening of his film last night as part of Dartmouth's observance of National Hunger and Homelessness Awareness Week, Rothe-Kushel noted that his picture "does a poor job of being an activist film." But it is just that lack of motive that makes the film so powerful. The film was made during the summer after Rothe-Kushel's freshman year through a recearch grant from the College.
There is a point when the portrayal of art through a different medium can become redundant and mere flattery.
A lost girl, a giant pair of legs and a ridiculous heiress open the action of this term's absurdist mainstage play, "Time Remembered," which began pleasing audiences last Thursday night in Moore Theater. The lush scenery and passionate acting make Jean Anouilh's play about love's longevity a fun and thought-provoking experience. "Time Remembered" tells the strange story of Prince Albert, who has been inconsolable for years since his love of three days died in an unfortunate accident.
With Nirvana's lost single "You Know You're Right" getting massive airplay and Soundgarden's Chris Cornell collaborating with the former members of Rage Against The Machine in Audioslave, rock listeners seem nostalgic for the early '90s and the Seattle grunge scene.
Czech performer combines voice, violin and drama to create a unique musical performance
Out of the mystery and magic of Iceland comes Sigur Ros' newest album, "( )." Just as the land they call home remains a mystery to many Americans, the band's decision to leave the album and all of its songs untitled seems strange at first.
New movie expands one of the most dominant careers in music history into the world of film
What gives Badly Drawn Boy the right to sing lyrics like, "The keys to your heart open the door to the world" with a straight face? Maybe it's the way he immediately follows it up with a nice twist: "You've got to give me two days, and woman, I'll make you a girl." The supreme gift of Badly Drawn Boy, a.k.a.
The newest thriller to hit the big screens, "The Ring," centers around a mysterious videotape whose viewers die within seven days of seeing it.
Walking into Amy Sillman's studio, the scent of turpentine marks the oil painter who works within.
Director Peter Kominsky's sophomore effort in film, "White Oleander," seems to have suffered a fate that is all too common in Hollywood -- its marketing campaign doesn't match the movie itself.
Philip Glass has managed to carve out a unique niche for himself: composing music to accompany visual art.
In her seventh solo album, Tori Amos takes a back seat to the world but a front seat to herself as she plays the role of Scarlet -- the name of a woman trekking across the country, and perhaps also the color of bleeding pains.
"I don't know if there is anything wrong because I don't know how other people are." These are the words of Barry Egan (Adam Sandler), the mentally off-balance hero of Paul Thomas Anderson's new film, "Punch-Drunk Love." Barry Egan is one of the most intriguing characters in cinema in recent memory.
I remember sitting shotgun in a friend's car, driving around Bethesda, Md., and bemoaning the burdens of our junior year of high school.
In 1998, an independent film called "I Love You, Don't Touch Me" was released in major theaters. The film did relatively well for a small independent film -- critics and audiences both liked it. While to the public eye, it was just another picture in a long tradition of romantic comedies that came and went, rarely remembered beyond their relatively short day in the sun, to Julie Davis, who wrote, directed and starred in the film, it changed everything.