The Amazonian lives! All hail our female warrior, our super-heroine, “Wonder Woman.”
If you want to leave your mark, it’s time to write on the wall. Writing On It All is a participatory writing project open to all interested members of the public.
Terror is back, the alien type of terror. Do you remember the terrifying image of a larva alien exploding out of a bloody human body—ravenous—and moving like a bullet in search of a new host?
There are some actors who could—literally—read anything and make it exciting.
In Hollywood, big-budget, sci-fi films that have the universal “geek” stamp of approval—i.e., Marvel—don’t require a strong script.
There is a notion that all the work that’s done by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences is aimed at producing the speculator Oscar celebration, but there is much, much more to know about the Academy than just the pursuit of the famed gold man, Oscar.
Treat your mother—hey, your whole family—to a free performance of the Mobile Unit’s “Twelfth Night,” directed by Saheem Ali at Joseph Papp’s Public Theater.
Brother Nelson George has a wide-open smile that, at first glance, gives the appearance that you are staring into the eyes of a gentleman who’s been slumbering away.
“Sleight,” J.D. Dillard’s strong directorial debut, a film that he co-wrote with Alex Theurer stars up and coming actor, Jacob Latimore, Dulé Hill and ingenue Seychelle Gabriel.
Four stars has become the industry standard for excellence, but like John Leguizamo—the inventive one-man unstoppable force of entertaining truths—I break those stupid rules and I offer the canopy of the stars above to rate his most recent one-man show, “Latin History for Morons.”