Presenting the only Cannes awards that really matter: Ours.

CANNES, France—The competition for the Palme d’Or is ongoing as I write, but the story of the 61st Cannes Film Festival is Steven Soderbergh’s two-part, four-and-a-half-hour Che—an epic non-biopic that might well have been approved by Roberto Rossellini, envied by Francis Coppola, and even appreciated by its subject. (And the…

Everything’s a Portrait: Watercolors of Dean Mitchell

“Everything’s a Portrait: Watercolors of Dean Mitchell” offers more than the title suggests — not just watercolors but oil and acrylic paintings, etchings, and drawings too. Living up to the title, Mitchell’s work captures the personality of whatever he explores, whether the balconied buildings in New Orleans or a dilapidated…

Cheap Sex

Oh, please — spoiler alert? Fine, I won’t tell you whether Carrie Bradshaw ties the knot with Mr. Big, even though you’ve already seen that gown winging its way around the web. Given the Sex and the City vibe, some fans might be more interested in whether the frock —…

Nintendo’s Wii Fit ignites yet another fitness fad

Somebody forgot to tell Nintendo that “strenuous indoor exercise” does not top anyone’s summer fun list. This, of course, does not explain why poor suckers everywhere are lining up for Wii Fit, an exhausting personal trainer disguised as a video game. Me? I’ll be kicking back with Mario Kart Wii…

Cannes Class of 2008

CANNES, France—Wading through 20-odd movies in half as many languages, each Cannes jury supplies its own dramatic narrative, to be interpreted according to its president’s presumed taste. Days before the 61st Cannes Film Festival ended, rumors were rife that the jury was having difficulties reaching consensus. As the award ceremony…

Frame It on Rio

Brazil’s big moment in the international cultural sun is still ahead of us. Hipsters might resist this assertion; after all, they’ve been onto Brazil since at least 2002, when Fernando Meirelles released Cidade de Deus (City of God), the Southern Hemisphere’s answer to The Godfather. All of a sudden, everyone…

Click into First Gear

When you hop onto your bicycle with a beer in one hand and an erect middle finger in the other, your friends think that you’re nuts. “Watch out for open car doors!,” “Obey the traffic lights!,” they scream, but your hair is already blowing in the wind, you’re hell on…

Put on the Blue Light

Graham Greene described the Blue Plate Special as a symbol of American democracy. It was popular in the ’20s through the ’50s. It was the kind of thing that a person in an Edward Hopper painting might order: The dish was dirt-cheap and usually consisted of veggies and meat. Today,…

Quality Control

It doesn’t take a pre-k presentation (“Yes, Darling. Your stick figure family is charming!”) to see that just about anybody can put on an art show. While that is the beauty of artistic expression, someone’s got to be there to shake out the little Picassos from the pack and plunk…

A Musical for Mullet-lovers

The Great American Trailer Park Musical blows into town Wednesday, just in time for hurricane season. Set in The Sunshine State [no shocker there], it stars a home-wrecking hoochie on the run from her violent Sharpie-sniffing boyfriend. Will the neighbors toss out “the trash” before she manages to permanently shoehorn…

You Give, and We All Breathe Easier

Just glancing at a picture of 13 year-old Brieanna Yowell makes your heart melt. Her little denim jacket matches her excited blue eyes, and her braces? Simply adorable. She’s even a cheerleader, for crying out loud! Letting your imagination wander reminds you of what being 13 should ideally involve: lazy…

Bump Mappin’ All Up in Here

At first look, the work of abstract photographers Walter Hnatysh and Katie Deits is almost maddeningly obscure. Hnatysh’s Green Cay, for example, consists solely of a moss-like growth patterning out over a navy-blue tundra, crossed by two rectangular shadows. Deits’ Looking down at the Lake Park Library parking lot is…

Make Me Over

If you’re like us, your idea of eating right is noshing ketchup with your fries (hey, tomatoes are a vegetable!), and exercise means getting a couple extra rounds of pool in at the bar. Don’t feel guilty. You just need a little push to show you that taking care of…

Feed Me, Seymour

What’s your favorite food? Savory tacos? Juicy, inch-thick hamburgers? Double chocolate chunk ice cream? Whatever it is, imagine you’re craving it — fiending even. Problem is, someone done up and stole all the tacos, all the hamburgers, and every last drop of that delicious ice cream. And you need that…

Make Love, Music, and Pain — Cubed

Modern cinema rarely makes room in its bed for a musical, but since the release of the new French flick Love Songs, it’s decided that cuddling might be back on the menu. Fans of director Christophe Honoré (Dans Paris) are clamoring to catch a peak; who remembers the last time…

They’ll Never Be Big In Burma

Prescient or tasteless? That’s the question the men and women of sketch-comedy troupe The Jove must be asking themselves right now, as they prepare to bring Mobile Home Sweet Mobile Home to The Atlantic Theatre (6743 W. Indiantown Rd., Jupiter). Mobile Home, you see, is a comedy about hurricane season…

J-A-G-E-R-M… Ah, Screw It

Any douchebag with nothing better to do can yell out correct answers during reruns of the classic Scripps Spelling Bees of yore (praise be to ESPN for covering all such non-sporty competitions). It takes a real top-notch wordsmith superstar to step up to the mike, give a decisive throat-clear, and…

It’s OK to View Art Now

It seems there are only two types of people who go to art exhibits. One: friends and family of the artist who are supporting their loved one, but would rather be elsewhere. And Two: impossibly pretentious pseudo-scholars who believe life only exists within a gallery’s walls. Has art somehow become…

Oh No, They Say He’s Got to Go

There are two kinds of people in this world: those who liked Godzilla better as Tokyo’s radioactive harbinger of destruction, and those who liked him better when he became a cuddly defender of humanity against giant robots, space monsters, and mutated bugs. We’re not going to levy judgment on either…

Vegas, Baby, Vegas!

Scantily clad dancers? Ferocious big cats? Magic tricks involving levitation, David Blaine-esque antics, and a seven-foot-long balloon? Is it just us, or does Cashetta, Queen of Magic’s new stage show sound like a nod to Sin City? “It’s a big illusion show, which is something nobody has seen from me…

Get Sexy in Your City

You’ve waited four long years for Sex and the City the movie to wrap up all of those pesky loose ends, and now it’s finally here. You’ve already got the essentials: tickets (we hope!), a killer new outfit, and most important of all, your best gal pals. Now all you…