Review
There was an easy depth to the music, if such is possible, as if the musicians were digging in hard, but with the relaxed assurance that comes of a shared vision.
One marvels at Bill Frisell’s improvisations, which can be both surprising and songful.
Benjamin Zander, who’s led some distinctly fine concerts in recent years, drew the best out of his band.
Lelio’s latest film explores the plight of a woman whose intrinsic nature and self-worth are rejected by a world that doesn’t value her.
Annihilation wants to be a big movie about big ideas — what we get is a flawed impersonation of one.
The members of this trio seem to have preternatural access to each other’s musical thoughts.
As Alex Honnold observes, if he solos El Cap, it’s like winning a gold medal in the Olympics. But there’s no second or third place. If he fails, he dies.
The Verona Quartet is certainly worth watching, above all for the intimate way in which they communicate with each other and with the audience.
Steven Barkhimer’s mastery of the role’s physicality is the key to his expression of its villainy.
Shange’s nervy mix of wordplay and in-your-face didacticism — of resilience in the face of hardship — is very much the empowering thing.
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