Review
In Berlin, the closest thing to a consensus on “Kontinental ’25” was that the film didn’t measure up to Romanian director Radu Jude’s customary standards. My view is that the critics didn’t look hard enough.
A provocative commentary on our need to recognize our our common humanity, the film is, at its heart, a painfully cautionary tale.
Two essential documentaries look at the legacies of Leni Riefenstahl and Elie Wiesel.
The sprawling cast — 30-plus players — under Michael Arden’s direction performs with verve; they deliver outstanding performances and have excellent singing chops.
Wes Montgomery and Joe Pass are master jazz guitarists who sound nothing alike.
Anybody at Tuesday’s show who thought the members of Kraftwerk were just punching buttons at their static posts while audiovisuals surged automatically would be mistaken.
Through it all, Deanna Raybourn’s quartet of females rely on the acuity and resourcefulness that has made the author’s other series characters both so memorable and beloved.
Navigating the clash between tradition and experimentation — they are often two vastly different artistic worlds — requires bold programming.
Ron Padgett’s “Pink Dust” proves that W.H. Auden was wrong — the nothing of poetry contains everything required to make a good (even heroic) life happen.
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