Month: June 2006

  • The Passion of the Superman

    Superman Returns, 2006. Directed by Bryan Singer, written by Michael Dougherty and Dan Harris. Starring a cast of undead that includes Brandon Routh, Kate Bosworth, the usually inspired Kevin Spacey, Frank Langella, James Marsden, Parker Posey, Sam Huntington, and, briefly, Eva Marie Saint and the disembodied voice of Marlon Brando. What a movie this new…

  • Kicking Ass And Treading Water

    Jim Souhan pretty much nailed it. And you know all of this, but it bears repeating nonetheless: The Twins have now won fourteen out of fifteen, and six straight. Nine straight wins at home. Six straight series wins. 12-2 in interleague play. Francisco Liriano is 8-1, with four straight wins. Joe Mauer’s five hits last…

  • Tuesday, Perchance?

    Since he lost his job as an aviation mechanic in the late 1980s, Riggs has been a clerk at the International Repository of Regrets. He hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in almost ten years. The Repository, housed in a World War Two-era train depot, is a vast place of bad light and spooky, institutional…

  • Twenty-Four Hour Arty People

    What is with all these twenty-four hour, speedy art projects? By this, I am referring to such things as the 24-Hour Play Project, even this, the “24-Hour Collaboration,” a slumber party involving several University of Minnesota composers, most of whom live in the same ramshackle in south Minneapolis. It’s not that I oppose the application…

  • Chowhound ALIVE!

    the spork carries no shame No disrespect to the fabulous AZ, but he isn’t the original Chowhound. For those of us with a driving desire to scour the cities of the world in search of the best grimy taco stand, Jim Leff is our Top Dog. He’s the food writer who created Chowhound, a community…

  • The Fringe

    By the way, there’s a free Fringe Festival preview tonight at Theatre de la Jeune Lune–thirty playlets done in tasty, three-minute bites. Ah, how I love the Fringe for all its quirky, lo-fi virtues. But do you know what I love the most about it? Those campy, most often amateur photographs the Fringe performers put…