Tuesday, April 28 2015
Joss Whedon and his heroes and villains epic offers more this time around -- more characters, more plot points, more action -- and a few reasons for concern.
An epic crossover involving cosmic power ends in a way that's satisfying without the specter of tragedy.
The Revelations spin-off series is officially the crazy younger sibling of the Resident Evil franchise.
Throughout cinema history, there have been countless films made about detectives and stoners, but nothing has ever been quite like Inherent Vice.
The 1963 film Lord of the Flies is a transcendent experience in accurate filmmaking. The 1990 film Lord of the Flies is only a movie.
Brown Bird's final album finds them expanding their sound without sacrificing their personality. And using drums played with hands, not just foot pedals.
The Montreal trio's latest album shows an increasingly refined sense of knowing when to nurture one impulse and temper another, embracing compromise without sacrifice.
Raucous and debauched, From the Basement has the strut and swagger of Stevie Ray Vaughn and the decadently ragged appeal of ‘70s Rolling Stones.
Seasick Steve shows excellence while away from his comfort zone, but re-re-fried blues is a dead end.
If the Soft Moon's techno-mope isn't exactly authentic, it's certainly genuine and most definitely consistent on Deeper.
Mixtape of the Open Road is as cohesive and dynamic as the road itself.
Monday, April 27 2015
James Wood is exactly the sort of champion of belles lettres we need, and this collection is proof of it.
Like a musical, The Boy Next Door often asks us to suspend our disbelief and take a ridiculous ride to an absurd place -- in this case, a place where first editions of The Iliad actually exist.
Mommy has its memorable moments, but it's ultimately not worth the effort to watch obnoxious characters shout at each other for over two hours.
The Magic Whip is a goofy record, featuring a kind of scattershot energy that is usually only mustered by young bands just discovering their love of music for the first time.
Ava Luna's latest is as multilayered and pleasantly bewildering as the "infinite house" where it was recorded.
In April 2012, Ficremariam Ghebreyseus collapsed on the treadmill in the house he shared with wife Elizabeth Alexander. Yet her memoir stubbornly adheres to joy.
Golden may be the one record to bring Johannes Mayer (The Late Call) to wider awareness.
The shift from Portico Quartet to Portico wasn't an evolution; it was a dismantling, a removal of so much of the soul that once made them vital.
Electronic supergroup Future Brown serve up a quietly evolutionary debut that blends multi-cultural styles without sacrificing mass appeal.