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As the midterm season finally comes upon us (and probably won’t fade out until late April), we at the Arts & Entertainment section think that now is the best time to ignore all your responsibilities and spend a night at the theater or curled up with a good book!
If you’re like me, you’re getting to the age where, just every once in a while, someone you knew from school gets married. Just this morning, I saw a post from a girl I was close friends with back in elementary school celebrating her marriage. I was shocked. In my memory she’s still a child, just a little girl with pigtails and glasses, and now she’s starting a whole new phase of her life. This terrifying and exciting transition from girlhood to womanhood, and the role of marriage as the boundary between the two, is explored in Ana Sokolović’s contemporary opera Svadba.
We’re in store for a warmer week, and I thank the Lord that we are. I’m a native Baltimorean and even for me this past week was miserable — not because of Valentine’s Day, although that didn’t exactly help. Doesn’t it feel like the spring semester is zipping by? Then again, when doesn’t it feel like that?
Can you ever be too lucky? Is there such a thing as having too much luck? Before reading the novel With a Little Luck by Marissa Meyer, I probably would have answered “no.” Why wouldn’t you want to wake up on the right side of the bed every morning? Why wouldn’t you want to avoid stepping in a mound of dog poop on the sidewalk or splattering tomato sauce on a white shirt? Why wouldn’t you want to always be lucky?
If you want to know a place — I mean, really know a place — then here is what you do: You start by walking around, making sure to pay close attention to everything you see. Absorb it all, even (especially) small things, like cracks in the sidewalk where the grass shoots out. Then, when you get back to someplace comfortable, sit down and do some research on the history of the place. It may sound tedious, but this is part of it. Get to know the people who have lived there and the things that have happened, especially those that interest you. Then go for another walk. I promise it will feel different the second time.
Some words of advice before you start watching Upgraded: Do not watch it in a public setting. Not because it’s explicit or graphic or any of those reasons you might be thinking — shame, shame — but because it’s surprisingly funny. I may or may not have started watching it in a study lounge and had to remove myself because I was laughing so loudly in the opening 10 minutes.
Critics are talking about Kanye West (Ye) irresponsibly.
Love is in the air this week as we roll into Valentine’s Day. Whether you’re spending the evening with your partner, or just enjoying a Galentine’s Day with your best friends, be sure to check out this week’s recommendations for date night ideas.
A single light shines on a ticking clock. As the clock ticks, we are told the story of the Radium Girls, a play based on a book by Kate Moore of the same title. The play recounts the true story of a group of women in the 1920s who worked at a dial-painting company and produced watches whose numbers were painted with radium to make them glow.
There’s one thing that makes everything cooler. Space. Why have a story about pirates when you could have a story about space pirates? Why watch a play about a normal old divorce attorney when you could watch a play about an intergalactic divorce attorney? And sure, stories about people going insane are cool and interesting, but what about people going insane on a spaceship?
This weekend, in the brightly lit Joe Byrd Hall, with covered windows and rows of limited seating, opera singers waltzed around a sparse set, which included a large brick fixture, a door without a wall and a simple card table. Members of the Peabody Symphony Orchestra — violinist Isabel Rushall, clarinetist Joelle Wong, pianist Abigail Wilemon and percussionist Johnny Barker playing a drum set behind a large acoustic shield — were conducted on the right by graduate assistant conductor of the Peabody Concert Orchestra, Ryo Hasegawa. Despite their classical training, the group more resembled a jazz quartet, with sweeping clarinet runs and enthusiastic tom-tom beats.
There are some books, movies and shows that instantly bring me back to my childhood. Anything from the Harry Potter series to The Hunger Games to Spy Kids instantly triggers a wave of nostalgia that whisks me back to the 2000s and 2010s. But one of my favorite series, if not my favorite, was Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson & the Olympians.
Here’s the Arts & Entertainment’s selections for this week’s “To watch and watch for.” If you feel anxious about classes, take time to unwind and maybe watch, read or listen to our suggestions!
Tucked into the Baltimore arts district is a gallery called the Maryland Art Place. You come to it, like so many places in this city, through streets of row houses and alleyways, smoke shops and convenience stores. Then all of a sudden you are there, looking into its big glass windows with “MAP” written on them. Inside it is warmly lit, densely populated with conversation and artwork.
Memories are often accompanied by a longing for what could’ve been. The act of remembering involves combining the reality of one’s past with the desires of one’s current self. In Andrew Haigh’s newest film, All of Us Strangers, an adaption of the 1987 novel Strangers by Taichi Yamada, the coexistence of the past and present is explored in a quietly heartbreaking portrait of a lonely writer who is still grieving his dead parents. However, things begin to change as a mysterious stranger enters his life and begins to undermine his cycle of isolation.
Welcome back to a new semester! I know that you guys are bored stiff of all the wonderful rest and relaxation you got over the past month and a half, but in case you’re still in denial about the end of winter break, we in the Arts & Entertainment section have got you covered with plenty of fresh picks and new releases.
When I saw that a new Kevin Hart movie had been released on Netflix on Jan. 21, I knew I had to watch it. Not because I expected anything new or original, or because I expected great acting and cinematography, but because I expected the usual Kevin Hart fare: a feel-good action movie heavily peppered with physical comedy and height jokes.
On Wednesdays, we go to the movie theater. I mean, at least I do. You should too. Regardless, the latest buzz is that the classic high school comedy Mean Girls is making its way back to the theater. No, no, not the original movie. It’s a remake. No, not just a remake of the original. It’s a movie adaptation of the Broadway musical that was a remake of the original movie that was based on a book. Got it? Yeah, me neither.
How do you encapsulate the entirety of an extraordinary life in 2 hours and 11 minutes of film? You do it in the way any person does when they are old and alone at the end of their lives. By sitting back and letting memories, both treasured and painful, flit before your eyes in a frenetic montage of important moments.
Two weeks ago, on Jan. 12, 2024, British-American rapper 21 Savage (commonly referred to as 21) came out with his third solo LP and sixth studio album overall (including collaborations). The title, American Dream, references his British nationality and early immigration to the U.S. when he was seven years old.