Think of the Risk/Reward Festival as speed dating for
contemporary performance. In one night, you’re introduced to six
performers. Each has a different way of moving, of grooving, of talking,
The Oregon Public House (700 NE Dekum St., 828-0884, oregonpublichouse.com)
certainly has a catchy slogan: “Have a pint, save the world.” The
Woodlawn neighborhood watering hole, whose opening
The boundaries between beer and cider are blurring. Cidermakers now add hops to their libations; brewers pour apple juice into their beer (or, in the case of Redd’s Apple Ale, made by MillerCoors, �
Between writer’s block and a brain tumor,
Richard Collier’s head is in bad shape. He has fled to a hotel in
Michigan, where he stumbles on a portrait of a breathtaking starlet from
some 60 y
Movie Reviews & Stories
As cops break up a high-school kegger, and a burly
teenager frantically pumps a few extra shots of beer into his maw, two
14-year-old boys stumble into a forest. Intending only to evade police,
Like a lovesick diary entry, Terence Nance’s feature debut, An Oversimplification of Her Beauty,
loops from confession to self-doubt to blind infatuation. The film is a
blend of documentary and
If Tolstoy was right—that in all great
literature, a man either goes on a journey or a stranger comes to
town—there’s hardly a clearer example of the latter than A Bright New Boise.
Now You See Me screened after WW press deadlines, presumably to make us think it had a trick up its sleeve. But nope—there's nothing there. Critic's Grade: C
In an early scene in the magic-heist movie Now You See Me, Jesse Eisenberg’s character gives an audience a piece of advice. “The more you think you see,” he says, “the easier it wil...
Beaux Arts Club opens with a
strange sort of duet. Actress Anne Sorce, clad in a mod minidress and a
fluffy brown wig, shimmies and swivels around an unnamed man who’s been
gagged and handcuff
A love letter to journalism? More like a slapdash list of thin and mostly uninteresting ramblings.
Last week, I wrote that Mike Daisey was sucking up to an industry—journalism—that has pilloried him.
Tuesday night, in a monologue presented by PICA, Daisey didn’t really suck up to journalists. Rather, the monologuist—who weathered controversy aft...