Review
Wildly imperfect but intriguingly ambiguous, the film’s flaws and contradictions are a virtue because its purported saintly hero is so hard to pin down.
Boston Calling reached some highs this year, sealed by perfect weather.
What made Barry such a hit was that it was deliciously funny; the laughs were a balm for the uneasiness viewers felt as the body count rose from episode to episode.
This is an album of top-notch orchestral playing. Yet the real star is Karina Canellakis.
In place of coherent, in-depth analysis, the author has provided us with a series of short profiles on various individuals, some of them familiar, others less so. The tack presents problems that can’t be overcome.
Until this album, I had no idea that the Grateful Dead and salsa could blend together with such force and fun.
The Eight Mountains offers peak entertainment.
The best items in this all-Mozart album are the concertos.
The music of the Duke Robillard Band may go back a long way, but there was nothing retro about the bittersweet, funky, lowdown sounds that rocked Jimmy’s.
Violinist Maria Ioudenitch seems to know how to get directly at the expressive core of this fare without devolving into showboating or histrionics.
Theater Commentary: Live Theater—An Incomparable Art Form