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Recent changes in Boston’s media landscape do not bode well for substantial coverage of the arts. What do those in the arts world think about what is happening?
David Allen Sullivan has no combat experience here or abroad, but his verse offers a poignant vision of the sights, sounds, and passions of the Iraq War. Matt Kraunelis replicates the landscapes of his hometown, planting the reader’s feet firmly in the Merrimack Valley.
This anthology, made up of Michael Wolfe’s superb translations of ancient Greek epitaphs, begins in prehistory and ends in the sixth century C.E.
But if a dramatist butchers everything – what will can be put in its place? In the case of “M” it is nothing; nothing I can see or understand.
The serious intentions of “The Company You Keep” are ultimately undermined by the parade of stock cameos.
The emotional peak of the entire night was Bob Dylan’s gently understated performance of “What Good Am I?” from 1989’s Oh Mercy.
What Roger Ebert was was a very hard-working, daily journalist who, as he should, watched thousands of movies and wrote about them in a very clear, concise, fairly interesting but obvious way.
“By the Way, Meet Vera Stark” suggests the dismissive attitude the public has toward African American actors, but the script doesn’t go far enough to make its title character three-dimensional.
Poet Mikhail Kuzmin, born in the 1870s into a family of Russian Old Believers, was a passionate exponent of gay literature in the early twentieth century.
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