There’s a certain time in every would-be playwright’s life when he or she feels compelled to imitate the so-called “absurdist” authors such as Pinter, Beckett, or Ionesco. In many cases, because the tyros don’t understand that these grand masters do not randomly choose their symbolic dialogue and situations, the novices…
All you really need to know about Disney’s The Three Musketeers you can learn from the movie’s theme song, “All for Love.” Like the film, the tune merges big-name performers with half-hearted renditions of lackluster writing. Bryan Adams, Rod Stewart, and Sting all lend their vocals to the song penned…
When I first learned of David Cronenberg’s plans to film the play M. Butterfly, I declared that the project was doomed to disaster. Now that the movie is out, people mention my prediction and commend its accuracy. How did I know? Mainly because certain plays do not translate into the…
Bob gets sick and then dies. That’s the entire plot of My Life reduced to its essential elements. Director-screenwriter Bruce Joel Rubin (the man who wrote Ghost) pads it with some forced introspection and manipulative hand-wringing. Robert and Gail Jones are expecting their first child when they discover that Robert…
Remember these movie titles: Bobby Deerfield, Cruising, Revolution. They are the answer to a trivia question that is bound to arise over and over after the theatrical release of Carlito’s Way. To wit: “Is Al Pacino capable of making a bad movie?” Yes he is, but this isn’t one of…
Time is alarmingly relative. Anyone who is rapidly aging knows the truth of time’s subjective effects. When you’re ten or eleven, it seems as though your next birthday will never arrive. However, when you pass 40, years fly by with such alarming speed you suffer from emotional whiplash. What, 1994…
The Jamaican bobsled team’s quest at the 1988 Winter Olympics in Calgary captured the world’s imagination for a combination of reasons. A big part of the appeal was the sheer improbability of four ragtag guys from a tropical island that hasn’t seen a snowflake in a millennium competing in a…
Damn, this is embarrassing. As much as I hate to admit it, this is the third week in a row I’ve actually liked a movie I have to review. And not just some elitist French film where everybody sits around talking about their affairs and listening to classical music and…
As John Lennon and Paul McCartney once wrote: “I should’ve known better.” Rock and roll has always worked best as anthems of youthful power and rebellion, so something had to be rotten in the state of Broadway when the majority of the critics and theater audiences so readily accepted and…
Let’s not mince words. Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas is the most visionary, creepy, macabre, funny, peculiar stop-motion holiday-fable/ghost-story/romantic-comedy/musical ever. Of course, it may well be the only creepy, macabre, funny, peculiar stop-motion holiday-fable/ghost-story/romantic-comedy/musical, but that’s part of its appeal. It is, quite simply, like nothing you’ve ever seen…
Looks like it’s official: Repression is this year’s Big Theme. The Age of Innocence, based on Edith Wharton’s novel, was great stuff if you’re into movies that revel in period detail, subtle wordplay, unconsummated passion, and meticulous manners. But that film’s leading man, torn between his affection for a proper…
On January 26, 1988 at the Majestic Theatre in New York, I was privileged to attend the opening of one of the greatest theatrical spectacles ever to grace a stage, a show that featured thrilling and innovative music wedded to a delicately woven romantic plot. Putting aside my own elitist…
I recently phoned a publicist friend of mine who moved here from Los Angeles about the same time I moved from New York — in 1989 — and told her I was reviewing Lionel Bart’s zippy 1960s musical Oliver! at the Actors’ Playhouse. Her immediate reaction was: “What? I haven’t…
Little Casey is late for school. As kids in a hurry are wont to do, he bolts into the street without looking, directly into the path of an oncoming car being driven by Doreen, a waitress at a local hash house. Doreen slams on the brakes — too late! Casey…
Manic-depression. One minute you’re irrepressible, irresponsible, and irresistible. The next minute you’re slipping into a pit of deep despair, depression, and despondency. If you’re like Mr. Jones, the lead character in the new film of the same name who suffers from the condition also known as bipolar affective disorder, there…
It’s an ironic title: There’s not much joy in The Joy Luck Club, and the characters’ luck is almost always bad. The Joy Luck club is not really a club at all, but a mahjong circle comprising four middle-age Chinese women living in San Francisco. The circle’s founder, Suyuan, has…
Without a doubt, fate led me to see in the same week the New Theatre’s rendition of Jean Paul Sartre’s No Exit and playwright William Inge’s Natural Affection, produced by the Miami Actor’s Studio. Though Sartre penned his work in 1944 and Inge in 1963, they share an almost uncanny…
If Malice is a good example of Hollywood’s idea of suspense — tracking down a mysterious psychopath — Un coeur en hiver aspires to a higher order of thriller that the best art explores: unraveling the mysteries of the human heart. That is the puzzle presented by Stephane, a violin…
Malice, Harold Becker’s high-profile career gaffe, is one of the strangest films I’ve seen in a long time. Or maybe I should say two of the strangest films, because there’s so little connection between the first 45 minutes and the balance of the film that they should have been separate…
When people in the South Florida theater community protest that the area is mainly interested in developing new plays instead of producing tired old revivals, I listen politely but with cynicism. During the two years I’ve done this job, I can’t even count the number of times I’ve heard this…
When the long-awaited revival of Hair, the quintessential Sixties musical, opened in London two weeks ago, the critics unanimously agreed on one thing: not all plays wear well. Charles Spencer of the Daily Telegraph summed up the expensive mistake succinctly: “It would have been far kinder to have let Hair…
Martin Scorsese and Robert De Niro. As a team they’ve been responsible for three of the finest movies of the past quarter-century: Mean Streets, Taxi Driver, and Raging Bull. Even their near-misses have made for compelling filmmaking; it’s hard to imagine a director-actor tandem alive that wouldn’t be proud to…
