On Friday April 25 we had a memorial and birthday concert for Mikey Layne at the University Cafe. Mikey was a soul man, and his music was very funky. It mixed pop, soul and funk, and it had a universal, positive and anti-racist message. On January 7 2006, Mikey lost a long battle with AIDS.
Upon discovering that the Department of Theatre Arts was going to be performing The Grapes of Wrath, I was a bit worried. The technological prowess of Frank Galati’s adaptation of the beloved John Steinbeck novel calls for, among other things, a moving stage.
With the subtlety of a sledgehammer, the sequel to Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle attacks racial stereotypes and discrimination. Despite the shit and fart jokes, Escape from Guantanamo Bay offers up some substantial social commentary, though it’s just as quick to toss it all aside in the name of tastelessness.
With a would-be porn director at the helm, Broken film defines mediocrity and takes on the kind of experimental art flair you’d expect to see fashioned from the mind of a troubled film school graduate.
In case you’ve been living under a rock and are completely unfamiliar with Nautica Thorn and her growing popularity on the World Wide Web, consider this DVD a formal introduction to her work with a hint of things to come.
n this issue’s Red Ring Circus, I’ll be covering my time at Comic Con. Videogames are becoming more and more prevalent at this convention, so I decided to get over there and try out some of what was on display. There were certainly some surprises to be found, and I have high hopes for a lot of what I saw. Keep in mind that these are previews, and I’m just talking about demo versions of games I played, not finals.
First, I should mention that the ComicCon info guide was very misleading, if not a dirty liar. The guide told all ComicCon attendees that they would be getting a sneak peek at the movie Superhero, and then described the plot.
It was in the very end of United Airlines flight when I encountered the first “Australian.” Guess, it was no other than Jenny Craig. After the continuous sleep for the entire flight, my first encounter had to be diet program. I just woke up from a sixteen hour flight.
Last semester, the Zebra Path was repainted red. For school spirit, you know. At the time, I was told it was a Homecoming tie in, and would be back to its old colors shortly after the festivities were over.