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In any piece, the remarkable pianist Jason Moran might go to the very edges of the harmonic movement, until he on the verge of free jazz.
It can be a long wait for the end of the world, even though it lies only a week away, to wit, from the beginning to the end of the Israeli film “We Are Not Alone.”
Teams of string coaches were deployed to make this quartet of actors look like they knew what they are doing with their instruments, but no critic has noticed how completely unrelated the motions of their left hands — finger placement and vibrato — are to the music that is played, with the exception of Christopher Walken, who looks like he is playing his cello correctly and producing real music.
Handel & Haydn Society captured all of this and then some with a vigorous, focused performance that was a marvel of controlled fury.
Will You Can Be A Wesley be your pick for Rock Artist of the Year? Who will it be, Boston? Make your Nate Silver-style predictions and let me know what you think!
The enduring aspect of Paul Klee’s art is its playfulness, which bubbles up even out of this viscous curatorial treatment.
Director Meg Taintor’s demands on her five young actors – three women and two men — are very high, requiring not only daring, but physical stamina and skill, dance training, mime training, fight training, and musicianship as well as dramatic power.
Translator George Kalogeris’s modernizing does what it should: It brings the poems into the thought-world where modern readers live.
Two impressive documentaries deal with the trials and tribulations of old age and the history of dance in Israel.
As “Lincoln”‘s end credits roll, you feel vaguely dissatisfied and disappointed that the film never achieves the emotional greatness that it might have in the hands of a different director.
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