Review
This is an evening that, through an excess of imagination, makes as little sense as possible.
The BSO’s Brahms’ sounds as robust and responsive as they do when they’re on their best behavior at Symphony Hall.
Unfortunately, poetry doesn’t sell and doesn’t get made into movies.
For all the surface-y beauty of the BSO’s playing, it’s a dull interpretation of Anton Bruckner’s Symphony no. 3.
The Emerson Quartet is as restless and curious as ever; pianist Simone Dinnerstein is featured on a treasure of a disc.
Boston Early Music Festival tossed a bang-up evening of performances on Monday night.
Why do such a high number of significant contemporary composers hail from Iceland?
In Trouble in Paradise, Lubitsch makes us feel complicit in the best of ways; he makes us feel clever.
If George Whitefield Chadwick had been born in, say, London or Munich, he might be better known today than he is.
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