David Lynch was in town last week promoting his national best seller, Catching the Big Fish, which recently came out in paperback. The book is an autobiographical account of the creative benefits the 62-year-old auteur claims to have reaped over the past three decades from practicing Transcendental Meditation, the trademarked meditation technique that rock stars Read More
"She’s dead. Wrapped in plastic." Yes, it was 19 years ago this Feb. 24 when a beloved teenage homecoming queen named Laura Palmer was found murdered in a quiet, woodland town in northern Washington. We’re talking about the plot of David Lynch’s epic TV series, Twin Peaks, of course. The Culture Czar is a massive Read More
Halo’d Ground!
So, you’re a geek. So, you’d rather spend your hours rocking Gears of War in your Superman Underoos than painting the city pink in your Jimmy Choos (or whatever the kept ladies are wearing these days). That doesn’t mean you don’t deserve a date from time to time. And for that occasion, there Read More
Populist art is always fabulous; elitist, obscure, “serious” art is a big yawn. It’s just that simple. LeRoy Neiman, Andy Warhol, Peter Max, Patrick Nagel: These are color-lovin’, dolce vita funsters whose accessible, upbeat oeuvre can be counted upon to enliven even a squalid, vermin-ridden hovel like yours.
Populist art is, thankfully, never “about” anything Read More
Robert Guédiguian’s
The Town Is Quiet ( La Ville Est Tranquille ), from a
screenplay by Jean-Louis Wilesi and Mr. Guédiguian, penetrates into several tormentedly
interlocking lives in the city of Marseilles, while retaining a scenic
perspective on a deceptively peaceful cityscape. In the process, many of the
contemporary problems of the Western
world-racism, drugs, Read More
The worst movie I’ve seen this year is Mulholland Drive , a load of moronic and incoherent garbage from David Lynch that started out as a rejected TV pilot and predictably ended up at the New York Film Festival, where pretentious poseurs sit with their eyes glued to any screen as long as the projector Read More
Tim Robbins’ Cradle Will Rock plays like an Upper West Side liberal’s tribute to the socially activist 30′s, a time when Diego Rivera’s Marxist-Leninist mural in the Radio City Music Hall was demolished by Nelson Rockefeller in concert with his bosom buddy, William Randolph Hearst. Meanwhile, Orson Welles and John Houseman were trying to mount Read More
