This week, New Zealander Johanna Johnson unveiled her "Luxor" collection at Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week in Australia -- apparently she was cherry picked by MB, joining designers like Narciso Rodriguez and Monique Lhuillier who have presented in previous years.
"Word on the street is you went to see an 8-hour play. WTF?" I can't decide whether it's a good thing or a bad thing that it seemed completely incongruous to those who know me that I went to the marathon event that is Elevator Repair Service's "GATZ" at the Public Theater. Not only was I willing to go see this long-ass play, but I also happened to love it.
I really don't blame them, these corporations. They're old men trying to make a living in a young economy. If our business models were as terrible as theirs, we'd fight in support of protectionist legislation, too.
Mad Men doesn't pretend that these "career girls" are empowered: These gals are as hemmed in by the intractability of the system as they are by their rigid underwear.
Great writers depict their unique quest for dignity with a freshness and accuracy that reverberates with their readers, especially those with similar experiences.
Bankers are today's Jay Gatsbys. They're shady figures who have adopted a veneer of respectability, yet remain relentlessly, ruthlessly, and sometimes illegally self-interested.
Those of us who make and go to theatre are all just people, and you never know what an audience is willing to see unless theatre makers endeavor to challenge them.
I saw no mention of Robert Redford's birthday amongst all the pop dreck that seems to capture people's attention these days. I am going to attempt a tribute of sorts, as I can think of few people in the entertainment field more deserving.
In F. Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby, narrator Nick Carraway remarks, "You can't repeat the past." To which Jay Gatsby replied, "You can't repeat the past? Why of course, you can."
If Gingrich were right that Obama is out of touch with the American people, the coming election would yield a GOP leader who would re-legislate against gay marriage. But that won't happen.
When I was in college in the 1990s, white guys never danced. Fortunately, a gender revolution is being televised, and Katy Perry seems to be the omnipresent narrator.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: 3D films are a scam. A gimmick. A rip-off. And it's time to stand up and say, "No more."
I know I am late to this particular party but circumstances have prevented me from doing a lot of things I normally do for the last couple of months...
Here are 10 of the most epic adaptation fails in the history of film.
Gatz is both the most faithful and the most playfully inventive theatrical adaptation of a book I've ever seen.
It's tempting to give The Extra Man a pass on the basis of Kevin Kline's performance alone. But there's a hole in the center of The Extra Man. And its name is Paul Dano.