Minimalism was the key to Paranormal Activity's success, so the sequels' bigger effects, greater number of cameras, and more convoluted narratives have only been detrimental. Paranormal Activity 3 continues to drag the series down; chronologically, it moves it farther back: this threequel, directed by the vain kids behind Catfish, is yet another prequel, this one set in 1988 and focused on the characters' childhood relationships with the demon who would continue to haunt and torment them into adulthood. This is one of the franchise's largest missteps: its increasing focus on backstory.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell, isn’t it? [Alternate headline: Costumes That You Could Pull Off Very Easily.]
An actual Canadian lumberjack:
As for us poor folk stuck with the web-based version, keep in mind there's no rewind option, no fast forward button, just a one-time listening take, so we figured we'd keep a log going for a while in case you have a grown-up important job and can't get yourself to a computer to wait in line to hear a snippet of a 24-hour-long song. Now you can just read about it later.
We appreciate your efforts to put in place new measures attempting to screen for ads featuring minors. However, we do not believethat these measures are doing enough to adequately solve the problem, and we share the opinion of the nation’s 51 Attorneys General that the bestway to eradicate your company’s connection with the sex trafficking of minors is to shut down the Adult section of your Web site, as Craigslist did.
Just one trafficked person is too many, they argue, so the whole thing should be shut down. It was the same argument that convinced Craig Newmark to shut down the erotic services section of Craigslist last September.
Friday was Beat Nite in Bushwick, the neighborhood's semi-annual gallery night (the best in Brooklyn, we say), when most of the neighborhood's galleries and art spaces stay open late with new exhibitions, open studios, performances and parties. This time there were 12 galleries participating—up from ten last time—and embarrassingly I only made it to four, highlights from which follow.
Back in March when Rob Pruitt's chromed Warhol statue "The Andy Monument" was unveiled outside the building that housed The Factory between 1967 and 1973 at the corner of 17th Street and Broadway, it was scheduled to be taken down on October 2nd, and we we were all like, "one hopes it might find a permanent home somewhere in Union Square, or near one of the Factory's many other locations, rather than, like, a collector's backyard." And, low and behold, not only has the statue not yet been removed, but on Saturday the Public Art Fund—which commissioned it—announced that it will remain in place at least through May 13, 2012.
To be completely honest, I was really scared making this.
I've waited a long time to post this video, thought through every conceivable occasion, and figured today makes at least a little sense seeing as the band Dead Man's Bones was originally intended to soundtrack a play about a monster falling in love with a ghost. When the project fell through, they — they being the perfect human specimen/famous actor in the video above, along with his not-bad looking friend Zach Shields — decided to shift their focus to the songs they had written for it. ANTI- put out the album two years ago; an underrated blend of saloon-style goth and imperfect Arcade Fire-like grandeur featuring the Silverlake Conservatory Children's Choir, though this song, by far one of the band's saddest, never made it onto the album. Also, Ryan Gosling. (And his not bad-looking friend.) Happy Halloween.
Oh, ok, I'll watch more.
And live at (Le) Poisson Rouge? Twist my arm.
Managing editor Mike Conklin brought this video to my attention, fully aware that my guiding principle in life is What Would Mandy Moore Do? He, meanwhile, appreciates the second track on every Ryan Adams album more than is deemed acceptable by trend-chasing music critics of the day (hi, Mike!). Here's a Halloween-appropriate video that we can both enjoy, its highlights being three-fold: (1) Ryan telling the paparazzi that they'e a bunch of assholes while they hound the couple about their Halloween costumes, (2) Mandy chiming in with "Aww, it's all good!" and other chirpy sentiments throughout the exchanage, (3) Ryan and Mandy being the most underrated celebrity couple in the best-dressed, well-coifed department. In conclusion, you and your friends should be Ryan Adams and Mandy Moore for Halloween, not a bunch of assholes.
One of the most disappointing moments in a music journalist's world is to interview a musician whose work has become of intimate, personal value, only to have that musician say something careless or stupid about it. For example, "Oh, those lyrics you gushed about a billion times in print? The ones that summed up the entirety of your emotional zeitgeist? Yeah, those came off the back of a cereal box." However, the opposite, though rare, holds spectacularly true: Everyone, fans, journalists, supporters of the music in any way, goes home feeling validated when the person who makes music they love says something smart and compelling about it.
While it’s not even director Stuart Gordon’s best H.P. Lovecraft adaption, Re-Animator, his second feature after the made-for-tv comedy Bleacher Bums, remains the standard by which all of his films are judged. In Re-Animator, Gordon goes to town with the knowledge that Lovecraft’s “Herbert West, Re-Animator” story was originally supposed to be humorous. This might seem odd to anyone who’s read “Herbert West,” a story that was published in serialized installments in a comedy magazine called Home Brew. We are talking about a narrative wherein a missing girl is discovered being eaten alive by a big black zombie, her little pink arm protruding out of his gaping mouth.
Following the leads of its fancy Manhattan cousins the Met and MoMA, both of which raised their admission to $25 earlier this year—suggested in the Met's case—the Brooklyn Museum announced this morning that, effective this morning, its suggested admission rates will increase from $10 for adults and $6 for seniors and students to $12 and $8, respectively.
Anyway. My hope, after Game 2, was that this year's series would return to the NL park for games 6 and 7, so we could see which would happen first, Ron Washington burning through all his relief pitchers in a coke-addled arm-waving frenzy, or Tony La Russa playing righty-lefty matchups so fervently, from the third inning on, that he would have no choice in a crucial late-inning at-bat but to let the Rally Squirrel hit for himself.
The latter, apparently. From a text I sent my brother last night:
Last week Canadian, Brooklyn-based artist and cyclist Mathieu Lefèvre was struck and killed by the driver of a flatbed truck at the intersection of Meserole Street and Morgan Avenue. The driver—who will not face charges for the fatal collision—did not stop, and was only found days later because the truck was parked a few blocks from the scene of the accident. On Wednesday Mathieu's mother spoke at a press conference outside One Police Plaza, bemoaning the NYPD's handling of the accident and its aftermath; and on the same day, a driver who fatally struck a cyclist in April 2010 while driving over the speed limit with a suspended license was acquitted of criminally negligent homicide and sentenced to ten days in prison. The two events have heightened a long-brewing debate over the NYPD's handling of cyclist fatalities.
Almost exactly one year to the day after Rawson Projects opened up shop in the small storefront space at 339 Bedford Avenue, between South 3rd and South 4th streets, the gallery will reopen at its new location on Franklin Street in Greenpoint. The new space at 223 Franklin Street, between Eagle and Freeman streets, will make its debut on November 12 when the gallery re-launches with an exhibition of recent aluminum panels by conceptual artist and photographer Lyndsy Welgos.
I like how most of the review is basically "It's not as good as Pervert's…
I don't know man - Dip > 25 Bucks
Ludicrous overreach!! How did this make it past an editor??