Review
The world-renowned tenor Ivo Židek leads a spirited cast, and reminds us how involving opera can be when sung by native speakers.
Kiyoshi Kurosawa’s return to form might be explained by his looking backward: the director has chosen to grapple with the fact that many of the pessimistic prophecies of his earlier films have come true.
What business has a period orchestra got playing the music of Anton Bruckner? And why can’t conductors and orchestras just leave Gustav Holst’s “The Planets” alone?
“In Their Names” argues that the best way to help victims of crime is to create circumstances that will diminish the chance that they will become victims again.
There’s bad news and good news at the Woods Hole Film Festival.
Rachel Hadas’s book of prose poems is a set of meditations grounded in a life well lived and much observed, an experimental field for examining the nature of [human] potentialities.
My reviewing this movie is like Proust reviewing a tea-dipped madeleine, but I think even old Marcel could spot when bits of the sponge cake were stale or too soggy.
Mother Nature provided singular and poetic assistance during Sunday’s afternoon outing at Tanglewood.
“The Heron’s Flight” is, in many ways, a hopeful antidote for the fear generated by these difficult times.
This piquantly enjoyable docufiction emphasizes how movie spectatorship encourages empathy and understanding.
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