The P-Town Fest was the site of several first-rate documentaries.
Thanks to BEMF for once again presenting Benjamin Bagby, who seems incapable of serving up anything but a wonderfully memorable experience.
Keep Talkin’ further solidifies Yoko Miwa’s place on the list of pianists who can lift evolved spirits without resorting to stridency.
All three episodes have intriguing storylines, with plenty of human pathos and drama: but I admit to finding the first and third episodes a bit too digitally-focused for my taste.
This wide-angle richness — a world filled with things to do, myriad side-distractions — is the mark of exceptional game design.
Peter Schjeldahl debunks (and praises) works of art, while also acknowledging the strategic importance of beauty.
Director Howard Hawks’ signature statement was the depiction of the American (or mostly American) male group with a task to accomplish.
The guy who once seemed dangerous and mysterious as frontman for Jane’s Addiction proved earnestly accessible to fans.
Perhaps this review is an autopsy for which I offer an apology.
For all its bite, Fall is oddly endearing, too, leavening its harsh portrait of money-madness with aw-shucks moments of solidarity and kindness.