For some bands, the third album is a make-or-break endeavor, the moment when you justify your continued existence on this earth or accept your inevitable place on the slag-heap of burnouts, blow-ups, and also-rans.
I'm not a comedian, nor do I play one on TV; I'm just a (not so) mild mannered trans* and genderqueer psychotherapist. It's not my job to tell you how to do yours. But jokes based on stigmatizing another's identity seem just-so-last-century.
It is strange to expect a wish-fulfillment story like Annie (no matter which version) to offer trenchant commentary on anything, and especially unsettling when a critic born in the Jim Crow era decrees that actors of color must still deliver some specific "black angle" in 2014.
On the surface, there is absolutely no reason to update the classic Broadway show Annie, which was already adapted for the screen in 1982. But this multicultural cast redux adds a hip swag to the classic kid's story. This Annie is urban, emotional and fun. But far from perfect.
Annie is not as bad as you feared it would be but not as good as you hoped it would be. As long as the camera is on Wallis it is a delight but when she is not the focus the proceedings come to a halt. So keep your eyes and your interest on her and you will have a good time.
Dionne Warwick has been dazzling us as a musical ingenue for more than five decades. Next month she turns 74 and shows no signs of slowing down. She says the best part of getting older is waking up every morning, putting one food in front of the other and being able to say, 'I made another one.'
There was such a spirit of joy, of connectedness and hope at the Be Beautiful, Be Yourself Fashion Show. The outpouring of love was reflected in an outpouring of support as a wonderfully executed live and lively auction brought out cheerful givers, open hearts and open pocketbooks.