Filmmakers Richard Taylor and Zack Beins of Bizjack FlemCo Productions will shoot their first feature-length film in Denver this summer. And in the spirit of movies produced by Troma Entertainment — responsible for the Lloyd Kaufman-directed, cult favorite Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead — their Atom the Amazing Zombie…
In Chapter 17 of The Feast of Love, Charles Baxter’s meta-narrative about the complicated — sometimes sweet, sometimes erotic and perverse — sex and love lives of a group of severely confused characters, pierced barista Chloe is told that her attempt to make extra cash by breaking into the amateur…
The Colorado Colfax Marathon is, predictably, a really, really long running event that begins at the ass crack of dawn. And because it’s all USA Track and Field-certified — not to mention a qualifier for the Boston mary — swarms of sober endurance junkies will be in full effect with…
Once a seedy, smoky biker bar where rides (and ride-throughs) were welcome inside, the fifty-year-old Candlelight Tavern (383 South Pearl Street) now rocks higher-watt lightbulbs, stocks higher-shelf booze and attracts a higher-profile clientele — if you can call the swarms of University of Denver kids and alum who flood the…
To call local photographer DD Creech a narcissistic, maladjusted misanthrope would be like calling Denver weather fickle: an incredible understatement. To wit: He once stalked a squirrel stealing veggies from his garden, shot it in the head and shaved it. Then he used a surgical scalpel to carve the number…
When Baltimore native Taj Moore moved from San Francisco to Denver two years ago, he immediately began searching for an area that felt like the Mission District. Oddly, no one he asked mentioned East Colfax. “I’d hear people bag on it and say, ‘Parts of it are dirty,’” explains Moore,…
It’s okay if you’re confused. “What,” you’re probably wondering, “is the difference between Ignite Denver and Pecha Kucha Night?” The answer is: a little and a lot. Rotate slide. Pecha Kucha began in Tokyo circa 2003 as a way for designers to showcase their work; it limits presenters to twenty…
For nearly 35 years, Arap’s Old Gun Shop (3866 South Broadway in Englewood) — better known to passersby as Eatin’ Drinkin’ Darts, thanks to its signature red-and-yellow sign — has been an old-timey saloon for billiards and dart enthusiasts. For many decades (some say a century or more), it was…
While two totally separate establishments, Roslyn Grill (504 East Colfax Avenue) and Nob Hill Inn (420 East Colfax) nonetheless comprise a flaming binary star of degeneracy around which many of Denver’s down-and-out orbit. Because they’re less than a block apart and both cheap as hell, they attract the same crowd…
Across Eighth Avenue and just down the block, the neon-bright liquor store and a bodega are humming with activity — parked cars with their doors ajar, engines idling, low-end bass rumbling the parking-lot pebbles like un-popped kernels of corn; loiterers and potential customers huddling in circles, laughing loudly, talking shit…
After 400-plus years of adaptations and reinterpretations, Romeo and Juliet remains a compelling stage (and screen) production, not because the story is that goddamn good left alone, but because of the creative directorial liberties and contextual revisions that keep it contemporary – as a gay teenage awakening, for example, instead…
Some guys eat, sleep and breathe football. They die a little on the inside the morning after the Super Bowl, and they resort to watching arena football and reruns of old games on ESPN Classic all spring and summer. Other guys — the former players — are simply not content…
Art is nice to look at — to hang on walls, set on tables, display for friends and family to admire. But that’s not all that art — or the individuals who create it — is good for, of course. “I think it’s important for people to realize that artists…
A warning, via whiteboard, from the staff at the Viking (4888 West Colfax Avenue): YOU NEED TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE WHEN: • You run your big fucking mouth because the bar is out of something • You call the bartender dirty names in another language, unaware she…
When Colorado playwright Gene Kato first assembled a group of local actors to read his script for 10 Pin Alley, the reaction from the readers was, “This is the stupidest thing I’ve ever read in my life.” “But everyone had such a great time reading it,” Kato says, “that we…
It’s not easy to belly up to the bar at the Hangar Bar (8001 East Colfax Avenue). The bolted-down stools are positioned so close to the wooden elbow rest/ledge that extends from the chipped, Formica-surfaced bar that you leave with bruises on your sternum and knees if you settle in…
Mitch Albom (Tuesdays With Morrie, The Five People You Meet in Heaven) is, well, a bit of a cheeseball. A prosperous, prolific cheeseball, yes — but a little hokey-pokey around the edges, with all those stories of redemption, forgiveness and hope. Albom’s And the Winner Is…, however, while certainly a…
At least 25 percent of seasonal gift cards purchased in the United States each year are for Valentine’s Day, according to the Greeting Card Association, while more than 36 million heart-shaped boxes of chocolate will be sold on Cupid’s behalf, says the National Confectioners Association. Necco — manufacturer of Sweethearts…
M&M’s (2621½ Welton Street) ain’t the sort of place you just wander into for a drink. Not that it’s hidden from street view or entirely without signage — a small, circular Budweiser emblem juts out above the door. But these days, almost nobody wanders along Welton Street in Five Points…
For 130 years, the town of Golden has been drinking at 1216 Washington Avenue. For the past 60, they’ve been calling it the Ace-Hi Tavern. For bartendress Wanda, regulars Ed and Mikey, and a cast of characters large enough to spoof a Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band poster eight…
Roscoe likes me. I can tell by the way he stands dutifully next to my bar stool and follows me into the men’s room, where he attempts to lap up my piss before it splashes against the back of the urinal (despite my best attempts to balance on one leg…
Todd Snider, the Tennessee-based troubadour who has spent nearly fifteen years and more than twelve proper releases perfecting the humorous talking folk song, is, to put it simply, a strange guy who records and performs strange songs. His ironic eccentricity, however, is his charm. Part satire, part serious, part song,…
