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MassOpera’s updated version of Die Fledermaus pulls off a major feat.
Crashing shows us how Holmes’s innate sweetness and affability carries him through the awkwardness and indignities of being a working comedian.
The Wind explores the fears that beset even strong, capable women stuck struggling for survival without community or social contact.
Arts Fuse critics select the best in film, dance, visual art, theater, music, and author events for the coming weeks.
Despite the fact that clarinet (and occasional sax) player Pee Wee Russell was one of the most distinctive voices in jazz history, his name remains unknown outside of infra jazz circles.
The series presents plausible, relatable social situations within a weird, dark, quasi-magical framework.
It’s Shakespeare in Lowell –the stage piled with ghostly corpses, the heroes all dead, the young bard in mourning.
If you’re the kind of person who coveted every word and wild-man gesture of inebriated Hunter S. Thompson, The Beach Bum could be your movie.
My mind is busy considering the presence of two distinctly engrossing thrillers of sex and violence set within the adult film industry, one a vividly romantic neo-giallo fairy tale, the other a discomfiting, tragicomic spiral into murder and depravity.