When Evil Pays
If you only watched the light-hearted beginning of “The Visit,” directed by Cole Lewis DR ’14, you would never guess how messed up everything becomes when the play hits its stride.
“Don Jon”: Porn in the morn (and afternoon, and night)
With all the news of former-Disney stars trying too hard to be shocking and tent-pole franchises becoming more bloated and more ridiculous with each new announcement, Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s feature-length directorial debut “Don Jon” is a bright spot in current American pop culture. He and his movie are more impressive within the context of his Hollywood career that began when he was just a child.
BLOGGING WHILE BLACK: No. They. Didn’t. (Again).
This is the first post in Patrice Bowman’s new WKND BLOG series “Blogging While Black,” which will feature Patrice’s reflections—from the wry to the optimistic—on the experience of being Black at Yale. I entered the Ezra Stiles dining hall and saw, to my lower left, a flyer advertising the annual “Black History Month Dinner.” »
Vibrators, laughs and the rest
Whenever I see people clad in stuffy, period costumes, I expect to see one of two scenarios: either one populated by neurotic characters with repression leaking out of their ears or one of those Oscar Wilde-esque works filled with irreverence towards morals and pun-ishing (sorry!) dialogue. The Dramat’s production of “In the Next Room or the vibrator play” by Sarah Ruhl is an entertaining and, somehow, emotionally sincere combination of both, although it comes across as too light.
OSCARS ALERT: WKND BLOG considers “Lincoln”
Lincoln and “Lincoln” by Scott Stern I was that guy — or, at least, I wanted to be. In the theater. After the movie. The one who walked out going, “They all looked so accurate. Especially Edwin Stanton! And Salmon P. Chase. And did you notice how Lincoln’s body was slanted at the very end? »
FILM DISPATCH: Heavy weather
And then a monsoon, an earthquake and a plague happen. Yet not a single catastrophe is named after a character from “Finding Nemo.”
Ain’t never gonna rain
What is “the river don’t flow by itself no more”? It consists of a continuous stream of stories from different people who — for better or for worse — interact with an unspecified part of the Mexican-American border.
A Christmas-y film review
Cinephiles place movies on that high pedestal we call Art. But some films utilize less highfalutin gimmicks to wrangle in more audience members.
Sex and Film at Yale: A Review of “The Sessions”
Although I can do without gratuitous sex scenes in my flicks, I congratulate “The Sessions,” an independent film by Ben Lewin, for attempting to do what many mainstream Hollywood pictures don’t do: approach sexual relations with the mature understanding of the emotional resonance the act has.
Back on Madison Avenue, but only briefly
“Mad Men” is a nice show and all, but I’ve been wanting to learn about 1960s advertising without womanizing, boozing and blackfacing interrupting my experience. This past week at Yale, I was in luck. Posters across campus featuring dapper fellows in black suits and cheeky women in yellow dresses invited me to attend a screening »