I love sushi and sake, but ask me about either and I’ll give you a blank face of embarrassment. Thus, it would be wise for me to consider SushiSamba’s Guided Sake Tasting and Do-It and Eat-It Yourself Sushi Class. Drinking and eating for education’s sake is by far the best…
If you’d asked me to talk about bluegrass 10 or 12 years ago, chances are I’d have told you a story about my Aunt Velma, sittin’ on the porch of her house trailer in Marianna, Arkansas, slapping her substantial knees in tune to Uncle Bobby’s banjo stylings. But I’d like…
How do you get yourself famous? Is it necessary to sleep to the top like Oprah Winfrey’s slutty ass did? Or, is it all about being the most talented person in your field, like Brooke Hogan is in the field of Wearing Clothes That Don’’t Fit and Being Gross-Faced? What’s…
Many of you no doubt remember the 2005 case of Natalee Holloway, the pretty young blonde who disappeared in Aruba after a senior trip culminated in a night of foreigners and body shots at Carlos ‘n’ Charlie’s. (After all, you can take the girl out of Alabama, but you can’t…
Remember when your favorite black recording artists had huge ‘fros, wore funky hats and tuxes with velvet lapels? When groups consisted of three women or five men standing in a line, doing fancy spin dance moves? You do? Damn, man, you are old. We’re tempted to type in all capital…
In How Starbucks Saved My Life, Michael Gates Gill, a Yale-educated advertising executive, is on top of the world until he’s stricken with downsizing, an affair, the resultant fun baby, a crumbling family, brain cancer and no health care. When the manager at his favorite black-staffed Starbucks offers a job,…
Fifty years ago the Russians showed the world that they beat us into space, and damned if we didn’t resent it. Sure, we landed on the moon first (all conspiracy theories aside), but October 4, 1957, was the day we threw our asses into gear and joined the great Space…
Fifty years ago the Russians showed the world that they beat us into space, and damned if we didn’t resent it. Sure, we landed on the moon first (all conspiracy theories aside), but October 4, 1957, was the day we threw our asses into gear and joined the great Space…
Fifty years ago the Russians showed the world that they beat us into space, and damned if we didn’t resent it. Sure, we landed on the moon first (all conspiracy theories aside), but October 4, 1957, was the day we threw our asses into gear and joined the great Space…
The birth of a healthy child is a blessed event…at least, it should be if all the right factors are in place. You know, the pregnancy is expected, the marriage is a happy one, the family is supportive, finances are in order, basic elements like that. But what if, after…
To some, the story of Christopher Johnson McCandless, the 24-year-old Emory University graduate who starved to death in the Alaskan wilderness in the spring of 1992, will never be anything more than a case of a spoiled bourgeois brat with half-cocked survivalist fantasies (and possible suicidal tendencies) who ran away…
The Kingdom is the first film from Peter Berg since the actor-turned-director’s Friday Night Lights, which spawned an acclaimed, if struggling, franchise for NBC. There will be no small-screen spin-off of The Kingdom—there are too many corpses lying around to populate a sequel, much less a series. Besides, it would…
In his earlier plays, Killer Joe and Bug, writer Tracy Letts plundered the troubled lives of angry brutes and paranoid meth addicts, the sort of creepsters who dabble in homemade porn, homegrown reefer and homicide. So what’s he doing wasting his time and ours with the khaki-bland problems of Man…
Knocked Up (Universal)Apparently, as Judd Apatow was making Knocked Up he was also prepping for its DVD release, as most of the bonuses here were shot during breaks on location. And they’re no small treats, either. Finally, here’s a “collector’s edition” worthy of the moniker. Chief among the bounty affixed…
Director Robert Benton, best known for his zeitgeisty divorce drama Kramer vs. Kramer, has tapped into more than a few current trends in Feast of Love. There are the interlocking mini-stories, à la Crash; the different color filters for different scenes (happy moments in yellow, sad ones in blue), à…
“Killer timing! Manda Bala (Send a Bullet), Jason Kohn’s vivid, lean-and-hungry documentary about São Paulo’s fatalistic food chain of extreme poverty, violence, unmitigated corruption and overwhelming wealth arrives just as Vanity Fair’s “Viva Brazil!!” issue hits the stands. Can’t we find a new country to fetishize? Trading once again on…
In terms of the yawning chasm between what was promised and what has been delivered, Lair earns the distinction of being the biggest letdown ever for PlayStation 3. Worse, it’s also one of those games where massive prerelease hype merely ended up underscoring its flaws, transmogrifying a game that would’ve…
Leave South Beach a little early. Get in a whole ‘nother Zone. Tell Atkins you have a new doctor…and his name is Big Tex. Yep, folks, the State Fair of Texas is back Friday, and in the pavilions and amidst the tents, you’ll find not only midway rides, carnies, pig…
Let’s not try to dance around it—Betty Buckley was so awesome as Abby Bradford on Eight Is Enough. She kicks legal tail on Law & Order: SVU. She was sympathetic and awesome in Carrie. But it’s so very sad that most people that know the screen actress don’t realize that,…
With a name like Right Ho, Jeeves, you might be expecting a play about pimps and hookers. Sorry, guys. Banish the visions of high heels, fish-net stockings and short skirts that are dancing through your troubled little minds. Likewise, none of the cast will be sporting circa-1970 pimp suits. Right…
The Cotton Bowl Classic may be moving to Arlington, and sure, the Red River Shootout might follow them someday, but good riddance—that just means more fried cookie dough for us and the boys from Grambling and Prairie View A & M. After all, the State Fair Classic, or as we…
While the word “Momix” sounds like some new-fangled cat food (we can hear the jingle now: “Help your kitty/Get his fix/Feed your kitty/New Momix!”), it’s actually the name of a modern dance company that will blow you away. Often dancing all nude except for what’s called a “dance belt”—a kind…
