The trope of the tortured artist came to life at Emerson last week as Signe Baumane used her drawing and animation talents to start a humorous conversation about mental illnesses.
There’s something so problematic about boiling a film’s worth down to a percentage. I’ve seen plenty of objectively terrible movies that stir something in me that a number could never represent. No movie is above critical evaluation, but plenty are above a one-size-fits-all rating system.
Fourteen short films were presented by Emerson at its annual film festival, held on March 22, and three were honored with awards.
“The movie is an opportunity to get into either the skin of someone who looks like you or someone who doesn’t,” said Simien. “It’s nice when white people can see themselves as black characters. That’s the power of storytelling.”
“I find [Twitter] to be a great sandbox for thinking through ideas and arguments,” said Gay. “I live in the middle of nowhere so it’s a nice place to engage with other human beings.”
Our culture’s continued interest in what makes a literary text or its author “American” is one worthy of further inquiry.
Sporting his ubiquitous black boot on top of his head, Vermin Supreme erupted an audience in the Paramount Center into a chorus of his song “Psycho Kitty.”
We shouldn’t let the narrative of this year’s films be boiled down to an essential few. As Julianne Moore said while accepting her Best Actress award last month, “There is no such thing as a ‘Best Actress.’” I fully agree with that sentiment—being the best is subjective and arbitrary.
Jewish boxers in the ’20s, ’30s, and ’40s were often revered in their communities, and were role models who demonstrated the capabilities of Jewish people through their physical power and upward economic mobility.
Donning two dozen blonde wigs, the co-ed a cappella group Treble Makers revealed its newest project—the first a music video made by any Emerson a cappella group.
Think of record stores and how they organize guitar music by subdivisions: metal, punk, rock, reggae. But rap is generally relegated to one confined section, and sadly, housed entirely under one classification, despite boasting styles and strands just as diverse as the ones allotted to guitar bands.
“I just love to get in front of people and jump around singing—I’m a loud person,” Mirabella said.
See the films that Beacon staff members think should win Academy Awards.
Since her death in 1979, Bishop has become one of the most beloved American writers of our time. A keen observer and cataloguer of natural phenomena, Bishop finds the profound in the minutest details of the world around us, and critics and poets alike revere her work for its precision.
“People are like, ‘Oh my god, those guys can walk in heels better than I can!’” said Gelder. “There’s no law saying only girls can wear them.”