Archive for April, 2009

27/04/09

The problem with good theatre—as opposed to great theatre—is that there really isn’t much to say about it. There is nothing wrong by any real means with Year of the Rat. But, at the same time, there is very little exceptional or noteworthy about it. I would stop short of calling it workman-like or tepid, [...]

27/04/09

Prefuse 73, aka Guillermo Scott Herren is one of those strange artists who exists in a world where genres overlap and attitudes towards the creation of music are strictly postmodern. His superb One Word Extinguisher is now widely recognised as being the gold standard for instrumental hip-hop albums, alongside DJ Shadow’s Endtroducing and Rjd2’s Deadringer. [...]

27/04/09

Hedda Gabler, as a theatrical text, is canonical. Synonymous with good theatre, it sits shoulder to metaphorical shoulder with the other behemoths of the form—Hamlet, Godot, The Seagull, a wee way down the line Angels in America—daring you to put it on. It carries with it a wealth of expectations and exceptions. Everyone has their [...]

27/04/09

Dear Livejournal, I lost my virginity this morning. It was pretty weird—let me tell you. Also, it was awkward and painful. Boy did my penis feel odd going in there, kind of rubbery to tell you the truth. Then, once it finally engaged with the vaginal cavity of my chosen mate, it just kind of [...]

27/04/09

A new Coppola! And not a Sophia, but a bona fide Francis Ford! Wow, the first in a decade! His last film was The Rainmaker however, it is the film made before that which always troubled me—Jack, that awful picture starring Robin Williams. So imagine my surprise to discover Youth Without Youth is Jack’s closest [...]

27/04/09

Every now and then I plan my escape to the hills in the event that we are overrun by zombie hordes. I hope that, like me, you’ve planned what you’ll do in the event of a zombie threat. Now, while I don’t want my escape destination of choice being filled with other people (read: potential [...]

27/04/09

So you’re clean, green and shaven. You’ve done your essay, hidden the pizza boxes and put on your lucky underpants. You’ve been preparing all day and your introduction speech is covered: “Ehllo. Mai name iz—and chou are—how lovely to meet chou—I do really love ze color of your… tonsils?!” Yes, that’s right, you’ve got to [...]

27/04/09

The triumphant return of four shows from the Fringe to Downstage is about to tear into the Wellington cultural scene like a wall of flying metal stingrays. Uther Dean, Arts Editor and culture vulture, reports. Starting this Wednesday, Downstage theatre is showcasing some of the hits of this year’s fringe festival. This wide-ranging selection of [...]

27/04/09

Richard Curtis is the kind of writer/director who usually divides audiences. People either fall head over heels for his brand of English middle-class pap filled to the brim with gloopy romance, or they loathe it with a passion. I’m sort of halfway in regards to the man’s work—Notting Hill pissed me off to no end, [...]