If everyone in the world were socked with the wrong side of a memory stick and forgot their age, a Miley Cyrus song would be the perfect barometer to set everyone straight. If her country-fried screech doesn’t turn you into stone, you’re safely out of the tween zone but not…
She’s voluptuous. She wants to make you scream. And — well, she’s a little bitchy. Glam kitten Misty Eyez wouldn’t be caught dead at your grandmother’s bingo match. Instead, she uses her superheroine drag powers to conjure a dash of sass (alright, it’s more of a hearty pour) to Fort…
Whether you’re the hardcore kayaking type who regularly navigates the Peace River, or a member of the club whose water skills consist of splashing around in the pool on an inflatable donut tube, you should check out the full-moon standup paddleboard session at 7:30 p.m. at Villas by the Sea…
The drive-thru is quintessentially American. So, how could Christmas in this country be complete without a drive-thru lightshow? At Tradewinds Park in Coconut Creek, Brandano Displays has decked out a three-mile stretch in a bedazzling electric show for the 15th annual “Holiday Fantasy of Lights.” There are enormous train stations,…
The last time the Miami Dolphins saw the Buffalo Bills, the Fins had just lost Chad Pennington for the year after his shoulder crumbled into a fine powder. They were forced to start Chad Henne sooner than expected and were sitting at an abysmal 0-3. All seemed bleak and hopeless…
Sunday, you can either watch football or hit up Exit 66 — so which will it be? Football players, or playboy bunnies? From noon to 8 p.m., DJ Matt Spector will host the FMBL Pool Party, sponsored by Playboy Energy. “We’re going to be having great music and amazing people,”…
A funny thing happened shortly after the turn of the millennium — Boston sports teams suddenly stopped sucking. First came the New England Patriots, who won their first of their three Super Bowls in 2002. Then those perennial heartbreakers, the Red Sox, finally won a World Series in the modern…
This Thanksgiving weekend, let the holiday shopping operate like a Choose Your Own Adventure book. Will you (a) Spend the early waking hours of Black Friday at the bottom of a sweaty dogpile stuck in the automatic doorway to Wal-Mart or will you (b) Sleep in and spend the day…
In what other country, but this, the U. S. of effing A., can you stroll into a cavernous public building (named War Memorial, no less, for the men who fought for this freedom) and under supervision of law enforcement officers and the Brady Bill view, handle, stroke, make gangster poses…
Talk all you want about “the hardest working whatever in show business.” They’ve got nothing on the Jove Comedy Experience. These guys and gals seem to come up with a brand new comedy show every few weeks. True, local improv groups can vomit up new performances every couple hours, but…
Andrea Bocelli is what you call the “Michael Jackson” of pop opera. Dubbed the “King of Popera,” he got his start when an Italian rock star put him on a demo tape as a tenor. In the 17 years since, he’s sold a considerable number of albums — 60 million,…
In Miami, you know you’ve arrived when your band’s photo is featured on a Café Bustelo espresso can. That honor was bestowed on Tiempo Libre, a highly caffeinated septet whose members were conservatory-trained in Havana, but met on the sly to play Latin jazz, timba and Santería music. Now headquartered…
That John Belushi “College” poster on your wall is not art. Neither is that stark black-and-white Scarface/Pulp Fiction poster. Nor the “Periodic Table of Mixology” that hangs in your kitchen, no matter how convenient it’s proven from party to party. But we understand: Art isn’t cheap. Unless you participate in…
We live in South Florida: Our Christmas is judged by how we celebrate it, and not by its appearance. And — news flash! — we can celebrate it with the best of places. Who cares if there’s no snow for making angels? We’ll use the sand. A lack of chimney?…
Friedrich Nietzsche loved music — hell, he thought life would be a mistake without it. So if Nietzsche had a Facebook page, we imagine he would be quick to join the fan page of Jigu! Thunder Drums of China, an ensemble of performers from China’s Shanxi province. Because not only…
It’s hard to believe it’s been a year since Turkey-Gate — Sarah Palin’s infamous interview in front of a turkey slaughter days before Thanksgiving. In the background of the video, a turkey fights for its life, the whole machine shaking as the turkey violently tries to wiggle its way out…
If there were a DJ equivalent to the late, great Cuban bandleader Mario Bauza, it would have to be Miami’s DJ Le Spam. Like Bauza, Le Spam is renowned for bringing the sound of Cuba to folks who might never have heard it before. Le Spam spins behind the Allstars…
Veteran doc maker Robert Stone (Guerrilla: The Taking of Patty Hearst, Oswald’s Ghost) assembles nine talking, graying heads to reminisce about the origins of the environmental movement in the U.S., which kicked off in earnest in 1962 with the publication of Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring and blossomed with the first…
In her broad outlines, Claireece Precious Jones risks sounding like the epitome of ghetto cliché: an obese, illiterate 16-year-old; mother to a 4-year-old Down syndrome daughter and now pregnant again; physically and psychologically abused by her mother; repeatedly raped by her father, who is, also, the father of her own…
Given his preference for static, symmetrical, scrupulously color-coordinated and art-directed compositions, it’s less surprising that Wes Anderson has gotten around to directing an animated feature than that it took him this long to do it. Likewise, if Anderson — a nostalgia merchant whose ostensibly contemporary films always seem to be…
Another poor, massive, uneducated African-American teenager lumbers onto screens this month, two weeks after Precious and obviously timed as a pre-Thanksgiving-dinner lesson in the Golden Rule. But unlike the howling rage of Claireece Precious Jones, Blind Side’s Michael “Big Mike” Oher (Quinton Aaron) is mute, docile, and ever-grateful to the…
I’m Not There screenwriter Oren Moverman makes his directorial debut with The Messenger, a moving and nuanced drama about the home-front readjustment period for decorated Iraq War hero Will Montgomery (Ben Foster) who, after surviving a roadside blast, has been reassigned as a casualty notification officer. He is partnered with…
