When choreographer Deborah Reshotko launched her first Building Community Through Dance program in 1998, forty people turned out for Saturday-morning rehearsals. There were kids and teens, single moms from the Warren Village assisted-housing project, neighborhood grandmas and everything in between. Some were culled from outreach programs conducted by Reshotko and…
There are only a few days left to catch Hal D. Gould: Visual Legacy at the Camera Obscura Gallery. The important show highlights the long career of a significant figure in the world of local fine-art photography, and believe it or not, after fifty years of photography, this is Gould’s…
Of the readers who bought four million copies, in no fewer than thirty languages, of David Guterson’s 1995 bestseller Snow Falling on Cedars, many have been looking forward to the movie version. Others have been dreading it. For better or worse, this multifarious story about nativist bigotry, forbidden love, sons…
Those who choose to dismiss Magnolia, Paul Thomas Anderson’s dark (and darkly humorous) meditation on loneliness and regret in the San Fernando Valley, will probably see it as self-important and philosophically inflated — the kind of three-hour ordeal that university professors can dissect at their leisure while ordinary folks shy…
You hope for Dorothy Lamour, reclining against a palm tree in her sarong, when you hear the title The Hurricane. Instead, you get well over two hours of Denzel Washington huddled in a cell. In the poster art, Washington glowers, one bandaged fist cocked for a right to our jaw…
What do you mean, you don’t know yet? How can it be this close to New Year’s Eve — and not just any New Year’s Eve — and you still have no idea where you’ll be at the stroke of midnight? Actually, you’re probably better off not knowing. The best…
First things first: This is not the way Bill Michaels thought he’d be ringing in the new year. Not that there’s anything wrong with his fun run (and walk), the neatly titled Y2K-5K. But after importing one of the country’s best celebrations — First Night — to Colorado, and then…
In Albert Brooks’s summer comedy The Muse, a ravishing daughter of Zeus — in the person of Sharon Stone — gives a burned-out Hollywood screenwriter a fresh jolt of inspiration. For a price. Brooks’s desperate scribbler must first lavish Tiffany trinkets on his newfound benefactor, put her up at the…
Kyle Phipps plans to spend a lot of time on the 16th Street Mall this holiday season. To the eternal irritation of the mall’s overseers, however, he’s not going to be dropping much cash at the Pavilions or the Tabor Center. “I’m going to be doing what I’m doing now…
White Trash Family Reunion at the VFW, 7:30 p.m. Saturdays through February 19 at the VFW Post Number One, 955 Bannock Street, $39 includes dinner, 303-573-5931 (reservations required)
Yogi Berra, the New York Yankee baseball legend who’s known for his hilarious bon mots that seem to be oxymorons, once made an astute observation that would surely characterize the Denver Art Museum during the last few months: “Nobody goes there anymore — it’s too crowded.” The blockbuster exhibit Impressionism…
The Howell-Cole Gallery has been specializing in artist-made ceramics for almost ten years, starting out in Larimer Square in the early ’90s and moving to Tamarac Square in 1995. The gallery, which takes a boutique-style approach, is a partnership between Jack Howell and Susan Cole. The current exhibit, Masters of…
Decades before self-help books, therapy sessions and touchy-feely television shows complicated our understanding of relationships, playwrights like Samuel Beckett, Eugene Ionesco and Edward Albee were crafting absurdist dramas that illuminate the problems of human communication. These days, an absurdist outlook on life isn’t limited to artistic endeavors. In fact, that…
Sleeping Beauty — The Panto begins as five performers clad in medieval costumes flounce through a portal in the Nomad Theatre’s faux-castle setting and sing, “It’s a good day/How could anything go wrong?” Those words prove as prophetic as the merry goodbyes uttered by passengers boarding the Titanic. Indeed, a…
Let’s hear it for sports movies! Although the most avid sports fan is occasionally bored by lackluster games on the field, even a casual spectator can appreciate what the big screen can do for an athletic contest: the closer-than-life closeups, the dramatic use of slo-mo (preferably highlighted by driving rain),…
At first glance, Pedro Almodóvar’s All About My Mother seems uncharacteristically grim for a filmmaker with such a demonic sense of humor. Within ten minutes, the heroine’s seventeen-year-old son is hit and killed by a car, which propels her and the events of the film into motion. In the next…
Millennial hysteria takes many forms. Some people fall prey to a travel agent and book a cruise to the Aegean, bent on passing New Century’s Eve with Aristotle’s ghost and a nice plate of moussaka. Others of appropriate age and inclination vow to get drunk and copulate at the stroke…
In this season of mad scrambles over the newest Pokémon knickknack or another, it’s easy to forget just exactly what it is we’re all shopping for. It was, after all, the Big Guy’s birth that initiated all of this madness — and in the roughly 2000 years since that day…
Pete Athans says he’s always had an intimate bond with nature. Like many people who grow up in the urban chaos of New York City, Athans had hopes of moving west. He had friends who attended the University of Colorado and, he says, “they would tell me how great Boulder…
Color, Line and Form: Abstraction in Metal, at Boulder’s Dairy Center for the Arts, is a duet featuring the sculptures of William Vielehr and Doug Wilson. Both have been creating abstract-expressionist sculpture for the last thirty years, but since their studios are in Boulder, they are less well-known in Denver…
The Carol Keller Gallery is extending Dan Ragland: Recent Work through December 18, so there’s still a couple of days to catch this intriguing photography show. Ragland, who lives and works in Denver, specializes in edgy and disturbing pictures, even when his subject is a vase filled with flowers. But…
Ever since Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer and his band of Claymated misfits fled the North Pole’s hidebound environs, Santa’s helpers have had a hard time keeping their nonconformist attitudes in check. It’s not unusual, for example, for shopping-mall elves to adorn their ears with tree ornaments, coin suggestive greetings or…
