The South African artist's mid-career MoMA retrospective shape-shifts from animation up to recent opera productions.
Paul Greengrass and Matt Damon's Green Zone is an essential thriller... if you can't remember anything that's happened in the last seven years.
Hey, at least the kids are finally showing a little initiative, right?
James Mercer. Danger Mouse. People flipping out. Tonight. It's safe to call this one anticipated — the pair is playing only a few shows in minimal cities before hitting SXSW — but we can't help but wonder if Mercer will still act like a lifeless doll onstage, as he does when he performs with the Shins. Aw, we kid. We're just pissed that we didn't get tickets. SOLD OUT
Music Hall of Williamsburg, 66 N 6th St., at Wythe Ave, Williamsburg
We look at songs by Orianthi, T-Pain and Timbaland, only one of which is even remotely listenable.
Dear God, I Hate Myself is not only Xiu Xiu's band's best-named record to date, it's also their most approachable.
The Swedish band experiments with more interesting textures and varied tempos, but they're still a pop band, and proud of it.
Over fifteen years into their career, the Portland mainstays release American Gong, containing some of the best work they've ever done.
Feb 17, 2010
Bong Joon-ho's quirky neo-noir Mother tracks an unlikely detective's ruthless investigation.
Local indie The Exploding Girl is its own worst enemy.
Hateful "romantic" "comedy" She's Out of My League is really asking for it.
Paul Greengrass and Matt Damon's Green Zone is an essential thriller... if you can't remember anything that's happened in the last seven years.
You take one bar out, you put another bar in... The Roebling Inn is just ok, for now.
Feb 3, 2010
Now you can tell people you ate somewhere posh without actually spending lots of money.
Jan 20, 2010
So, oral sex and condoms? Really? Also, when is the last time you saw a dental dam?
A blizzard. The awful death of Alexander McQueen. Fashion Week stops for nothing.
It's time we put an end to zoos.
One of the best biennials in years has plenty of great stuff for everyone... And somehow it all fits.
In which Timothy Bracy makes a case for pre-emptive hockey failure.
Not only are cell phones banned, but cabbies are no longer allowed to talk, even if it's hands-free.
On Odd Blood, the Brooklyn band adopts a handful of new sounds that would be better served with aspects of their old one.
Prolific Chilean continues to produce from beyond the grave.
Ponzi-themed family drama Children of Invention hooks its take on the zeitgeist to a couple of vulnerable moppets.