What We Talk About When We Talk About Activism
Barbara Smith is a black feminist, scholar, writer and sociopolitical powerhouse who has spent decades advocating for marginalized communities. Yesterday she came to Yale to give a master’s tea in Pierson College, where she touched on issues of activism and intersectionality. WKND sat down with Ms. Smith to talk history, race relations, and LGBTQ issues in America.
Catching “Particle Fever”
Science and math are the bane of my existence: After biology and calculus, it was all downhill for me.
The Necessity of Independent Voices: John Sayles
Q: If someone were to watch all of your films from start to finish what sort of recurring themes would they notice? A: They would see an interest in complex situations and in complex communities. That means that my movies aren’t usually heroic. They’re not about someone saving the day. They’re often about people who »
Ancient Turkey, Modern Sentiments
Often, when normally spoken words can’t reach us, a tune easily can. Music is an international language. These words may sound cliched, but they still have truth to them. Such thoughts must have been on the mind of Turkish musician Latif Bolat during “The Healing Sounds of Ancient Turkey,” his performance of Sufi music this Tuesday at a public event in the Whitney Humanities Center.
A House with Faulty Foundations
This January, TIME Magazine published “10 Reasons for Theater Lovers to Leave New York in 2014.” I was intrigued to see “The House That Will not Stand” by Marcus Gardley DRA ’04, now playing at the Yale Repertory Theater, prominently featured on this list. The play takes place in 1830s New Orleans, where obstinate free »
Black, White and Blue
Walk through the Sterling Memorabilia Room’s new collection of primary documents from the 1970 May Day Rally, and you’ll be transported from the small exhibition space to a more explosive time at Yale, when protests rocked the campus and violence threatened to erupt every day.
Between Real and Make-Believe
The bits of straw left uncovered by plaster and the bumps on the bronze render these figures unfamiliar, even while we recognize their shapes. Yet this strangeness lends more realism to the sculptures’ textures — moreso, even, than if they had been as smooth as the Greco-Roman busts that also populate the museum.
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? »