Tuesday, January 27 2015
If 2013's Carrier was a meditation on loss, Indvid is a bold cry of life, with the duo returning to take inventory of themselves full of energy, poetry, and release.
Based on the detailed notes from the original Roman Inquisition investigation long buried in a Vatican archive, Wolf unravels a tale of religious madness and power trips.
On Fantastic Planet Noveller's Sara Lipstate spends the early parts of the record selling us on her potential, making us rethink how we hear and feel texture in music, how we understand musical structures.
A re-release of a Moby bonus disc shifts focus back to the one of the artist's neglected talents.
If you own a good chunk of Ball’s catalog, there is nothing essential here. If you don’t, it’s a fine introduction.
Jean Grae is deep in the no-fucks-to-give phase of her career, and it's kind of great.
Monday, January 26 2015
Both The Witch and Z for Zachariah point to the terrifying uselessness of religion in the face of the wilderness.
This loopy and stupid film promises eros and instead delivers an earache.
In Telltale's version of Game of Thrones, you play the parts of people who themselves are playing parts. Each one is not playing the game of thrones, they are pieces in the games of others.
In Anthony Doerr's richly romantic jewel quest of a war novel, a blind girl and an engineering prodigy pulse ever closer to each other across a ravaged Europe.
Better Off Ted was cancelled too early, and this truncated final season doesn't give any real closure. What it does give us, however, is more hi-jinks and zany creativity.
Björk's devastating ninth album Vulnicura, brutally chronicles the dissolution of her relationship with longtime partner, avant-garde NY filmmaker and sculptor Matthew Barney.
No matter how grandiose the Led Zeppelin legend gets, hearing the golden gods tell their tale is both astounding and more real than anything anyone could ever make up.
By escaping from her grandiose visions to dwell in her own head, Björk has made a stark and overwhelming record that proves she still has an abundance of ideas to explore, even at a detriment to herself.
Jan St.Werner's huge, vibrant Miscontinuum Album is spellbinding -- and could use fewer guests.
Intimations of mortality echo throughout this fifth solo release from the contemplative Los Angeles singer-songwriter, formerly of Uma and Show of Hands.
Friday, January 23 2015
As the eccentric art thief Charlie Mortdecai, Johnny Depp says things cleverly instead of saying clever things.
Mommy reminds you that mothers are not supposed to be sexual, and that children and everyone else need boundaries on mothers' behaviors.
This isn't so much a comedy classic as it is passively amusing, but Drunk History's formula works damn well... especially after you've had a few of your own.
This uptown ain't so special; honestly, you're better off staying downtown.