Cherry Creek North isn’t known for being particularly shocking (unless you’re counting price tags), but this year, the Cherry Creek Arts Festival aims to be just that. Sort of. The pièce de résistance of this year’s diverse lineup is artist Phil Hansen, who’s made a significant name for himself creating…
In its time, Gone with the Wind was the most elaborate spectacle ever put to film (which is impressive, considering that the most elaborate spectacles we have going these days are Michael Bay flicks), but you don’t pull off that kind of technical and theatrical feat with just a wink…
Not to belittle the tragedy or anything, but it’s pretty rare that a person’s manner of death is so custom-tailored to that person’s life as that of Ryan Dunn, the Jackass star who died in what was doubtless an epic explosion when he careened off the road in his Porche…
It was a big year for Basil in 2008, the year the beer-bringing robot made his big debut via a Joel Warner-penned feature in Westword and his first appearance with inventors/parents Jim and Louise Gunderson, which he made at Cafe Sci Denver, an open forum devoted to chatting about science…
Ever since Roger Ebert tweeted “Friends don’t let jackasses drink and drive” roughly twenty seconds after Jackass star Ryan Dunn drunkenly died in a fiery wreck (after which the film critic reportedly cackled wildly for another twenty seconds through his hideous jaw), the internets have been astir with what the…
Next time you think you might take a little run in Washington Park, watch out: Cory Lamz is watching, and he’s waiting to group you into a categories. According to Lamz, after all, there are only five types of people who run in Wash Park, so you must be one…
Every so often, usually in more (ahem) modestly incomed neighborhoods, you see them: businesses who offer weird and somewhat dubious combinations of services (my personal favorite of yore: The Quik Stop & Bail Bonds that used to be on South Federal). In an effort to highlight the brave practitioners of…
As occasionally sad as it may be when previously respectable musicians shill for products — like the time Bob Dylan pseudo-endorsed Cadillac by driving an Escalade around in the desert and giving off the unsettling sense of a homeless person who just stole one — if there is a redeeming…
First, imagine 300,000 lbs. of tomatoes. Now, imagine those tomatoes are overripe and mildly rotten. Now, imagine all of those tomatoes in a humongous pile at Copper Mountain and a crowd of people gathered for no other reason than to throw that third-of-a-million-pound heap of tomatoes at each other. Can…
As the Denver edition of SlutWalk approaches, the comment threads on the event’s Facebook page — and on my post about the SlutWalk event page’s comment thread (shit’s getting meta here, but stay with me) — are gathering steam. In that piece, I elected to use unedited screen-shots (which included…
Look, you’re not fooling anybody with all that talk of a “rare photo-sensitivity condition” — we all know you wear sunglasses inside because you’re a douchebag. But while that’s not the only facet of your douchebaggery, we’ll forgive you for at least that one today, because it’s Sunglasses Day, and…
A God-send to every kid with a mildly sadistic urge to make drawing, like, a hundred times harder than it needs to be, the Etch A Sketch has been around for more than half a century, proudly complicating the shit out of tasks as normally simple as making a diagonal…
When it comes to commuting via bicycle, there are thrilling upsides and harrowing downsides: the Don Henley-esque feeling of wind in your hair, for example, versus the sheer terror of a million one-ton boxes made of metal trying to kill you. On Bike to Work Day, created to encourage people…
When a movie rakes in enough green, green, filthy money to necessitate a sequel, there’s a pretty standard set of solutions studios employ to resolve the cognitive dissonance of basically repackaging the same movie — the villain returns from hell, for example, or there’s another mystery to solve — but…
Update, July 3: See photos from SlutWalk Denver Given that its very name is designed to provoke, it’s not all that surprising that SlutWalk would be creating some controversy. Set off by a Toronto police officer who had no idea what he was getting into when he suggested a group…
Like a rubber band stretched to its snapping point (or maybe a glass-top table that spontaneously explodes), Martha Stewart is one of pop cultures most weirdly volatile figures. We broke down five disturbing things about Stewart after another of her products erupted without provocation the other day, and no doubt…
As the world braces for the money-shot of Michael Bay’s third and most massive robo-jaculation since his last entry into the Transformers mega-conglomeration two years ago, it’s increasingly looking like franchise star Shia LaBoeuf might be, uh, pulling out, so to speak. That would be the second serious loss to…
A flaming washing machine rockets through the air and embeds itself in the side of a house. A woman contemplates her own demise while wearing a crotchless body suit. Robert Ripley from Ripley’s Believe It or Not has a massive coronary during a performance of “Taps.” These situations don’t have…
Let us babeality, if you will, back to a time when the internets were hardly born and the original NES was king, a simpler time when 16-bit graphics came along and blew our fucking mind. For anyone who experienced that revolution, Mortal Kombat was a game you could never forget,…
Aside from the weather being particularly fine, my bike commute on Bike to Work Day this morning was not a whole lot different that it usually is — most of my trip is on side streets as opposed to paths, since I live on the west side and apparently poor…
There’s something inherently unsettling about a person as perfect-seeming as Martha Stewart, something steely and cold within that gaze of practiced affability that belies a certain underlying strain. You get the sense that, like all things tightly wound beyond their breaking point, Martha Stewart must eventually explode. So it’s a…
It wasn’t a big surprise to Sophia Dixon Dillo that a few technical problems cropped up during the installation of her Light and Line show at Ice Cube Gallery this morning; when you’re working with some 25 miles of fishing line, there are bound to be a few snags, so…
