A new Holocaust film grammar is forming about what it means to be a succeeding generation, suspended between the impulse to forget and the urgent need to remember — and to understand how suppressed memories have warped families. I don’t know how close writer-director Jeremy Davidson’s own family is to…
Do you like a little jangle with your reverb? Test drive the collection of work by low-fi femmes the Vivian Girls. Balancing between gritty and pretty, this trio channels the gymnasium echoes of ‘60s girl groups (sans the hand claps), with equal parts Wipers, and adds just a dash of…
It’s been an eventful off-season for the Miami Heat. But not in a good way. Instead of signing a free agent (or thirty free agents) to bring Dwyane Wade some much needed help, we saw talented but troubled Michael Beasley battling his personal demons on Twitter. Beasley posted pictures of…
The irony of having to interrupt a comedy tour called “Weapons of Self Destruction” for open heart surgery can’t be lost on an omnidirectional brain such as Robin Williams’. He ought to have been in SoFla seven months ago, but instead took time to get one valve repaired and another…
It’s the tour those of us younger Leonard Cohen fans — the ones who discovered his music through the Natural Born Killers soundtrack, covers of “Hallelujah,” or when we walked into a tiny used CD store in Gainesville and heard “Take This Waltz” playing — never thought would happen. After…
Tobacco Road and People United for Medical Marijuana will come together for the Natural Cure Festival Friday. Over 19 acts will perform for free in order to gather people/signatures for a petition promoting the legalization of medical marijuana in Florida and to make a statement that the only madness associated…
Just because you’re not a real spy doesn’t mean you can’t play one at the Adrienne Arsht Center for the Performing Arts, and you’ll want to the second you set foot into the Carnival Studio Theater for their new series Cabaret and Cocktails. The concept is simple. Change out the…
Created via word merging, the term pimpossible is a mashup defined, according to Chi-Town comedian DeRay Davis, as “anything above and beyond regular pimpin’.” It’s the core concept behind a kind of street-based supercapitalism designed to breed Benjamins by whatever means available, from hawking hubcaps to selling hos. And DeRay…
Students from the Art Institute of Fort Lauderdale and Miami International University of Art & Design will go open-toe to open-toe Friday and Saturday for Style Wars. Each student team will have to create a fashionable item from scraps of fabric in an hour or less. (Project Runway on steroids?)…
The ultimate event for cat ladies and others obsessed with our feline friends, Cats Exclusive Cat Show, the largest pedigree cat show in South Florida, will take place Saturday and Sunday. Similar to a dog show, 39 exotic breeds of cats will compete for best-in-show. If you like to annoy…
People sometimes incorrectly equate Burlesque dancers with strippers. Well, they’re not (Not that there’s anything wrong with stripping, but that’s a whole other dissertation-worthy topic). Miami troupe Shameless Burlesque will celebrate Breast Cancer Awareness month Wednesday with its titillating lineup of tease and comedy. There’s no cover, but all donations…
Matt “Guitar” Murphy may be best recognized as the short-order cook who walks out on an angry Aretha Franklin in 1980s Blues Brothers movie (“The Blues Brothers? Shiiit! They still owe you money, fool”). But the barrel-chested guitar-slinger had been an innovator of the genre long before Belushi and Aykroyd…
When Laffing Matterz closed in April, Chrystal Hartigan found herself scrapping for a venue to host the monthly Songwriter’s Showcase she’d launched in October 2008. So the longtime local-music champion put the word out and reaped the rewards of years of goodwill. Of the 25 offers that came her way,…
Sure, all your buddies think you’re funny on Friday nights when you’re stumbling through Himmarshee. That dance you do? Bah-ha! Your Chris Rock impressions? Hilarious! But try standing up in front of a tough crowd of strangers — who are “having a case of the Mondays,” no less. Monday’s the…
You have a nagging urge for some chowdah, but you’d rather not drive the cah all the way to New England. Here’s some wicked cool news: You can sample some of the tastiest chowders, crab cakes, and of course, clams at the 8th Annual Hollywood Beach Clambake. Food’s just a…
The Boychick Affair, writer Amy Lord’s interactive show about a bar mitzvah boy, his socially impaired family and friends, and an event that comes together with the help of a pregnant lesbian rabbi and DJ from Craigslist, promises to be more fun than a hump-happy puppy at your cousin’s bris…
Without a calendar, it’s difficult to mark the beginning of fall in South Florida. There is no sweater weather or pretty foliage. Commencement of football season arrives too soon to mark our seasonal blip. And the September equinox is only eventful because we get to doze for an extra hour…
How does an indie director get South Florida’s coolest nonconformists to star in his film? Persistence and a love for the titillating art world. Local director Aiden Dillard’s newest film Death Print stars Ted Vernon, Otto Von Schirach, Notorious Nastie, the TM Sisters, wrestler Maximum Capacity, and latex fetish queen…
Unless you plan on a clan of ten, it’s pretty useless to hold onto infant clothes when your kid is a toddler, toddler clothes when your kid is in second grade sniffing the glue, or maternity clothes when you’re pretty sure that isn’t going to happen again. And, anyways, who…
Aron Gaudet’s documentary is a combination of sure-fire lump-in-the-throat subjects: soldiers returning from war and elderly folks contemplating The End. Traces of Death is easier to watch. The film stars a trio of Maine retirees, who make themselves available, all hours, day and night, to greet, shake hands, and thank…
The Casanova Freestyle Reunion, this Friday at 7:30 p.m. at the James L. Knight Center (400 SE 2nd Ave) is like a Just for Men commercial with hip hoppers. Instead of Emmitt Smith and his weird beard sitting in a rocking chair, it’s going to be the Sugar Hill Gang…
It’s a brand new season for the Florida Panthers. Rather than dwell on how the Cats didn’t make any big free agent splashes in the offseason to offset the loss of Jay Bouwmeester (sorry Jordan Leopold), or how many home fans show up to their games, let’s take a minute…
