Just as there’s often an idiot with a cell phone on hand to disrupt your moviegoing, sooner or later some short-fingered vulgarian with a bad attitude will show up to add a sour note to your museum experience. Case in point: A friend and I were at the Boca Raton…
In its final 10 minutes, Hamlet 2 is little more than chaos, noise, and nonsense, and those are 10 perfectly enjoyable minutes. It’s hard to knock any sequence that climaxes with a musical number titled “Rock Me, Sexy Jesus,” done up nice and Grease-y. Problem is, the 80 or so…
When I heard that Quentin Tarantino handed the Grand Jury Prize for best feature to Courtney Hunt’s Frozen River at this year’s Sundance Film Festival, telling the audience that the movie “put my heart in a vise and proceeded to twist that vise until the last frame,” my jaw went…
Because we live in a beautiful and tolerant world, nobody will come out and tell you that gay theaters suck. But they do. They suck a lot. Almost without exception, they are standard-less places peddling cheap, feel-good emotions, dedicated to a bland and facile kind of politically correct sloganeering which…
Trying to find an unconventionally romantic date night? Try a sunset tour of the historic Jupiter Inlet Lighthouse (Lighthouse Park, 500 Captain Armour’s Way, Jupiter). At dusk, small groups are led up a spiral staircase to the watchroom, that’s where the visual display begins. Due to the fickle Florida weather,…
The 24 Hour Theater Project is an Olympic event for thespians in South Florida, equal in difficulty to the decathlon. This Sunday, a bunch of playwrights will gather at the Miracle Theatre (280 Miracle Mile, Coral Gables) at sundown. They’ll be tasked with writing a play based on a random…
Not long ago, gay movies were about gayness. In My Beautiful Launderette, two lovers struggled against anti-gay (and anti-Asian) forces in 1980s Britain. In Lilies, two lovers struggled against provincial het-chauvinism in rural Canada. There are a gazillion flicks like these, but their day is done. By the time Latter…
TV shows weren’t always continuous — the ever-evolving narratives about McDreamy or Tony Soprano or Jack and Kate getting off the island were pretty rare until ensemble shows like St. Elsewhere and Dallas came along. But the forefathers of continuity, movie serials, actually hailed from long before that. These dramatic…
With four (semi) capable quarterbacks on the roster, the Dolphins are headed into their third preseason game with a bit of a quarterback controversy brewing. Only, the surprise here is that it doesn’t involve John Beck, the Fin’s 2007 second-round pick, who’s progressing as if his feet were encased in…
If you wanted to get philosophical about what is, after all, a gay party celebrating a very specific fetish, you might consider this: The scene at Stonewall back in 1969 couldn’t have been all that different from what you’re likely to encounter at 10 p.m. this evening at Steel/Jackhammer Video…
This Saturday, America’s Backyard (200 W. Broward Blvd., Fort Lauderdale) is throwing one hell of a Totally ΄80’s Party, which means it’s time for you to bust out the spandex, crop your hair into a mullet, and play dress-up. But how do you make sure your super original Punky Brewster…
Most of us can’t fathom staring at a blank canvas, trying to visually express our innermost feelings using paints, pencils, acrylics or any combination of mediums. It must be nerve-wracking putting your soul out there for all to see, but the artists featured at “Thirteen/08”, a group exhibit showing at…
South Florida is fertile ground for galas of all varieties, and rarely, dear readers, do we suggest these swanky affairs as must-do events. But each summer one organization throws a bash so elaborate, so decadent, and, damn it, so deserving of support that you need to be informed of its…
Ever since Lèche-Vitrines Art Gallery (3038 N. Federal Hwy., Times Square Plaza, Second Floor, Fort Lauderdale) set up camp, we’ve noticed an exciting change in the local art scene — namely, that it is flourishing. Most recent proof of this fab phenomenon can be found through Lèche’s latest assemblage, the…
When George Hogg died at the frustratingly youthful age of 30, he left a greater legacy than most who reach 100. The English journalist never intended to be iconic, and we aren’t even sure whether he particularly liked children when he first crossed China’s borders in 1938. But there he…
It’s been an up and down season for the Miami FC Blues. Our home team is currently floating between 7th and 9th place in the United Soccer League standings and, with just seven matches left to play, time is running out for Miami to land a playoff spot. With ten…
If Sunday is to be considered God’s Day, and God smiles upon all those creatures of His who haveth soul, especially when their soul allows them to sing up to the heavens, then the Sunday BBQ at Alligator Alley (1321 E. Commercial Blvd., Oakland Park) is truly doing God’s work…
Dahling, if you’ve already brushed the Pomeranians and polished the silver but now you fancy some mingling with the socialites, tell your driver to head to Mizner Park (433 Plaza Real, Boca Raton) for ArtWalk. Taking place the last Wednesday of each month, this event showcases an assortment of art…
You don’t need to watch the countless YouTube tributes to Chris Farley’s “Fat guy in a little coat” routine to know that big guys equal big laughs. But what if a fat comedian didn’t go that route, and instead embraced his considerable largeness? That would free him up to crack…
Billy wasn’t like the other boys; he wanted a romance that looked as good dry as it did wet. What he got was a musical education about the not-so-complex world of bathhouse relationships, namely that few unions linger after the post-coital steam settles. No, this isn’t the conceptual scheme of…
Certain writers act as journalistic gateway drugs: their style and methods are so unconventional that they lure readers to dabble on the edge of the radical fringe. Few authors ever took readers quite as far as Dr. Hunter S. Thompson. By taking assignments and warping them into hallucinogenic blizzards of…
You spent most of your youth collecting a mental bank of dirty limericks. You knew about the man from Nantucket and his rather large member, the girl from Madras who loved her donkey a bit too much, and a fishmonger named Babs who had one nasty genital ailment. You spent…
