Archive: April, 2010
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| New York Magazine |
| L-R: Seth Aaron, Mila, Emilio |
Filed Under: Critical Mass
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| Scott Weibnerg |
| L-R: Billy Reill, Damon Feldman, Ron Starr |
"Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
Teenage love is anything but subtle. The story of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet is the quintessential love story, adapted and readapted year after year. Luckily, The Acting Company and The Guthrie Theater seem to have gotten it right. The two Tony award-winning acting companies are taking over the Annenberg Center's stage this week with a traveling production of Romeo and Juliet.
The classic play, directed by Penny Metropulos, stays true to the Bard's words, but everything else has a subtly modern treatment. Fair Verona is cleverly staged in Edwardian-era Italy, with understated details that delight. Gone are the ruffled costumes, replaced by snappy suits and flat caps. The party scene in which the star-crossed kiddies first meet is peppered with contemporary details: Guests swing to music warbling from a phonograph, fireworks light up the night sky, ladies dance in glittering gowns.
Shakespeare's poetry, often dense and difficult to understand for the casual audience, is punctuated by cheeky humor and delivered with confidence. Sonny Valicenti and Laura Esposito are well paired as Romeo and Juliet. In their hands, tender moments like the desperately sweet balcony scene are convincing and heartbreaking.
The rest of the ensemble is strong, with spirited, innuendo-laden performances by Elizabeth Stahlmann as the Nurse, and William Studivant as Mercutio, who injected hormone-driven bravado in every scene. Watch out for Myxolydia Tyler as Perrin; she's got one hell of a scream. Esposito's voice easily swings from a dreamy girlish whisper, clutching at her chest when speaking of the moon and stars, to a petulant 13-year-old, when demanding news of her dearest loverboy. Equally, Valincenti's overdone swooning and inconsolable moaning reminds me of those crushing teenage years now thankfully well in the past.
Through Sat., April 24, $20-$55, Annenberg Center, 3680 Walnut St., annenbergcenter.org.
Filed Under: Weekend Omnibus
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| Weiss, Coomes, Bolmes |
Shepard Fairey, the artist who made the Obama 'Hope' posters, is hitting up Philly to give us our own Fairey-ized wheat paste murals. At around noon today, Fairey and Co. will be at Rocket Cat Cafe (2001 Frankford Ave.) today wheat pasting the side of the Fishtown coffeeshop. Then around 4 p.m., he'll head to Brewerytown to do it again at MM Partners (2621 W. Girard Ave.), working with the Mural Arts' Mural Corps., a student group made up of 14 to 21-year-olds.
City Paper has a nice little history with Fairey. We parodied the Hope poster for our Oct. 30, 2008 election issue:
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Were these two murals paid for, in part or in whole, with public monies (city/state/federal grants)?
Filed Under: Music
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| photo | Hannah Persson/cftpa.org |
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| photo | Hannah Persson/cftpa.org |
Filed Under: Printed Matter
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| Quasi plays Johnny Brenda's tomorrow night. |
- Senior editor Patrick Rapa talks to Quasi frontman Sam Coomes about misery and happiness, and which one prevails in the indie band's music. The classic Quasi formula: "high energy, inventive arrangements and witty lyrics of doom and despair." There's your answer. Quasi plays Johnny Brenda's tomorrow night.
- A.D. Amorosi jazzes it up with the members of Puzzlebox, who'll be at Chris' Jazz Café late Friday night. The take-away? Keith DeStefano's a little nuts, and that's perfect.
- Robin Rice Re:Views "Women's Work" at Sande Webster Gallery, where the only unifying factor is the gender of its creators.
- Rodney Anonymous chooses to thumbs-up Medieval France in this week's Aid or Invade, despite the fact that Robert Sadin's 14th-century cover album, Art of Love, includes a cameo by "aural kiss-of-death" Natalie Merchant. Burn.
- Sam Adams gives The Girl on the Train a solid B in this week's Flick Pick. Though the story's based on a real-life incident, André Téchiné avoids satiric pitfalls, instead "focusing exclusively on personal ramifications."
- David Anthony Fox wasn't crazy about InterAct Theatre's George W. Bush-whacking When We Go Upon the Sea, mostly because spending 85 minutes with W isn't his idea of a good time.
- Mark Cofta calls Philadelphia Shakespeare Theatre's repertory productions of Macbeth and A Midsummer Night's Dream "inviting" to Bard novices, but points out that "purists will miss favorite lines and scenes."
- Despite Matthew Prescott's surprise presence, Deni Kasrel felt that BalletX's spring show was uneven: "Certain pieces just didn't hit enough high notes."
- Movie Shorts on The Back-Up Plan, Exit Through the Gift Shop, The Little Traitor, Oceans and The Square
- Kaleidoscope quick hits on The Tallest Man on Earth, Juelz Santana, Crumble (Lay Me Down Justin Timberlake) and Party Down
- Music Picks on An Horse, Hot Chip, The Spinning Leaves and more
- Agenda goodies, including interviews with David Milch and Janeane Garofalo, Icepack, tons of Picks, DJ Nights and Felicia D'Ambrosio's fashion column, Shopping Spree.
Filed Under: Critical Mass
We like American Idol. Too much.
Two hours of dying, illiterateand malnourished children is about all I can take before I feel so guilty and ashamed that I make the ultimate donation and take my own privileged, well-fed life. And the addition of Queen Latifah and the Black Eyed Peas makes it that much worse. But luckily my DVR cut off so I'll live to be snarky another day. (Speaking of my DVR cutting off, why in God's name can't the producers of Idol fit two hours of programming into the fucking two hours it was slotted for? Seacrest already has a death grip on my Tuesday and Wednesday night for at least an hour a night. Instead, I frantically called people to find out the winner only to have my friends tell me to "Shut the fuck up, asshole" and remind me that I'm one of a small community on men in their mid-20s who actually cares about American Idol. Some friends, right?
Anyway, the whole Idol Gives Back thing is a little overwhelming for me. And while I appreciate the cause and effort, most of the people performing for the event kind of suck. Case in point, BEP (but what else is new?), Joss "DON'T LOOK ME IN THE EYES!" Stone and even Alicia Keys. The whole thing was exhausting to the point that I was little relieved to see my DVR cutoff. Sooooo many desperate and needy children, how can we even start to make a difference?!
Then once I found out it was Tim Urban who got the boot, a smile spread across my face and I thought that maybe there is a hero in each of us, with the ability to change to the world for good.
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Filed Under: Music
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