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.
Sometimes there are no words to describe someone. Today, that someone is screen veteran Ray Iannicelli. This brand new grandfather brings so much talent and knowledge to the table, that it's breathtaking!
Underneath the soft and fuzzy exterior are creatures who battle with their own demons. They are sentient beings who yearn to "get their krunk on", crack a glow stick, and dance around their designer shoes. They are cats who love to party.
I am really pleased with how this series of Marvel's Spider-Man franchise is developing. I am a devoted fan of the Spider-Man trilogy that captured the hearts of the of comic book fans in the early 2000s and I love the interpretation of the comics done by Director Sam Raimi.
It feels at times like two separate movies awkwardly scotch-taped together, which has me a bit worried about Sony's big mega-franchise plans. But as far as this entry goes, despite its flaws, I left the theater feeling satisfied. Not amazed, but satisfied.
Yes, yes, I know -- spidermanspidermanspidermanspiderman. I'll get to it. But my favorite movies of the week, as usual, are the small ones. Let's start with Amma Asante's Belle, a Jane Austen-ish film based on a true story.
Previously, the lovable Blue Macaws were saved by two preservationists, and they made a home in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Now, the party continues in Brazil's Amazon jungle, and the trip there is more than worth the effort.
While star-struck white kids traditionally headed for Hollywood or Broadway, their black counterparts bucked the odds and beat a path for Harlem and the Wednesday-night amateur show at the Apollo Theater.