As I stood in the basement of the Visual Arts Center watching Mr. Krupsaw post several announcements of his show,
Women in the Dunes, you might have guessed, tells the story of a woman and a man in a hole,
With their usual flare for understatement, some critics called the director of M, Fritz Lang, "th greatest of the great."
Usually I go to movies, but since the CRIMSON's opera reviewer had to go to a Phi Beta Kappa meeting,
On page 14 of the "Mods and Rockers Number" of the Lampoon, you will find an occasionally funny article by
Visiting the big shows at the Carpenter Center is always a challenge, especially if you go early, before the brochures-that-explain-the-thing
When I read Camus' Caligula as a depressed sophomore, I was preoccupied with its central argument: what happens when a
As most of our friends have noted, each of the Presidential candidates was, at best, the lesser of two evils.
JAKE: People grow old, things change, people walk through the streets of a city. They open doors, prepare meals, and
Some movies come from long books. Resurrection comes from a long book. Resurrection is some movie. Since Yevgeni Gabrilovich and
How do you review a film which every one already knows is funny? You might be perverse and say it
You should see the pile of ironing I still have to do, Martha, but that "One Potato, Two Potato" is
Hold on to your noses Salingerphobes, Therese is as obnoxiously psychotic on the screen as Seymour Glass is in print.
When Peter Brook's film version of Lord of the Flics fell smack on its allegorical face last year, it seemed