Review
A pair of documentaries about the most popular guitar-driven instrumental bands of all time.
It is sad Monster is such a botched effort, given that this is an important and timely story.
You’re never quite sure what you’re watching but you can feel yourself going down the creepypasta rabbit-hole with protagonist Casey nonetheless.
There’s a powerful sense of place built into Last Night in Rozzie: the direction and acting evoke the feeling that inevitably comes when we return to our childhood neighborhood.
Prickly and polemical tunes are surrounded by some of the most enjoyable music Van Morrison has made in years.
The documentary strikes a remarkably rich vein, covering not only music, fashion and a late-1970s social critique, but also matters of race, class, gender, mental health and spirituality.
Bottom line: these are excellent performances and a valuable documentation of Elliott Carter’s early work.
Each month, our arts critics — music, book, theater, dance, and visual arts — fire off a few brief reviews.
A Reckoning in Boston demonstrates that fifty years after the bussing-era failures to improve the lives of Black people, there is, in James Rutenbeck’s telling words, “No justice, no truth, no reconciliation.”
If you love fiction you should devote several hours to watching Hemingway. Ken Burns and Lynn Novick have brought a special tenderness to this series, something deeper and more compelling than previous Burns documentaries.
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