“The monkey-knife fight was pretty tough to translate to the stage…” Continue reading
There is something deeper going on here, about the nature of generational artistic progress, about the ways in which we cling to our place in a given field, about what makes art seem in one moment so quintessentially now and other times obviously passé and antiquated. Even though I feel unequipped to pass judgment on one of his paintings, the play still was able to strike me. Continue reading
There are plenty of damn good reasons to join the military—a passion for serving one’s country, plentiful scholarship opportunities, landing a prom date with Mila Kunis—but unfortunately, one of the most popular motivations (getting the fuck out outta Dodge) tends to neglect the whole part where you eventually have to come back to Dodge. Continue reading
So … was the point of Rent that you can’t be into kinky sex or Susan Sontag if you’re picking up a paycheck or are we missing something? ‘Cause all we really remember is that absurdly patient landlord was starting to make some pretty sensible points and they just cut him off to get drunk and do some kickflips, which honestly comes off as a bit rude. Not to mention a fairly weak form of argumentation. Anyhoo, Dream Out Loud Production’s week and change run over at the BCA Plaza Theater opens tonight, so maybe this time we’ll figure why we’re rooting for these smug, shiftless shitheels.
[THU 6.30.11. 539 Tremont St., Boston. 617.542.6710. 7.30pm/$22-29/$16 students. bcaonline.org]
Boston Center for the Art’s prancer-in-residence, Brian Crabtree defies the laws of choreography in his latest performance at the Calderwood Pavilion, new (F)angle. Using the pirouetting human form to establish a conduit with the space/time/tempo-continuum, Crabtree simultaneously explores the past, present and future of body movin’ and … huh. That’s … that’s odd, the “future” composition seems to just end rather abruptly, in the middle of a heel-turn, like all the groove suddenly ceased. In fact, we’re getting negative readings on the frolic-count for everything after the next couple of days. This … can’t be right. It can’t be.
[Thu 5.19.11. 527 Tremont St., Boston. 617.426.5000. 7:30pm/$15. bcaonline.org]