The Mortuary Collection is a dark diamond in the rough of this year’s Fantasia so far, a canny ode to horror history that pays respect to its elders without appearing dated or derivative.
Percussionist Syd Smart is a Boston treasure to whom we will soon have to say farewell. But his talent, spirit, and energy will remain with those fortunate enough to see him play.
“One lesson is that when a country feels like it’s really gone off on the wrong track, a social movement that finds a way to express that dissent in the streets can really make a difference.”
As we grapple with building the brave new world of live theater in a Covid and post-Covid world, a few stray thoughts.
Beneficence is a novel that lingers, tucking details into its heavy folds.
In Limbo, Aminé’s become more reflective, yet he never loses sight his boisterous mischievousness.
Doja Cat offers a glaring example of why the music industry’s new (albeit Big Brother-inspired) way of doing digital business is here to stay.
Did Jacob’s Pillow want to remind us, now more than ever, of a famous phrase from a 1848 Shaker song: “Tis the gift to be simple, tis the gift to be free.”
The Pale Door, following in the steps of so many horror films these days, spoils a promising premise via a contrived and uneven story line.
Partially completed before the pandemic hit and assembled during quarantine, the EP feels uniquely suited to ease our collective glumness.