Multi-talented pop music artists are few and far between in this day and age. An artist who takes total creative control of the production process of her music is even more rare.
On her new album, Red Letter Year, Ani DiFranco sings, “I’ve got myself a new mantra/it says: don’t forget to have a good time.” It is evident on this new disc that she has embraced this new philosophy.
Today I bought Spore. All its previews looked pretty good. I downloaded the creature creator demo some months ago and while it was entertaining, the lack of game play dulled things pretty fast.
When I heard Woody Allen’s new movie would be titled Vicky Cristina Barcelona, I was a little worried. But with titles such as A Midsummer Night’s Sex Comedy and Bananas I figured hey, Whatever Works (which, is, incidentally, the title of his next movie).
When the Coen bothers direct a movie, they direct the shit out of it. The same is true of Burn After Reading, their latest take on the spy/sex/gym/idiot genre.
The not-so-comprehensive overview of this year’s Stony Brook Film Festival begins with a little film titled Amal.
The year was 1969. With the success of Woodstock earlier that year, many people eagerly anticipated a festival of similar success on the West Coast.
When does the word “free” stop being a bad word in the eyes of a corporate giant like Microsoft? The line is surely drawn differently throughout their zip code-sized campus. Today my attention is drawn to their games publishing arm, Microsoft Game Studios.