It is an important day for the Librairie Paragraphe’s Books and Breakfast this October 20. The beloved literary series will be celebrating its 20th anniversary. But the…
My mother used to say that all literature was like food, some books are like appetizers, some meat and potatoes, and some dessert. The St. Leonard Chronicles were like a great antipasto in a family run restaurant in Little Italy. There was laughter and plenty of it as the young yuppie couple in the play tries to announce that they wish to leave the enclaves of Italian life in St. Leonard and to move to (gasp!) Beaconsfield. There was scandal for spice and finally a few tears to leaven the mix.
Reality is often different than perception. We all have preconceived ideas of just about everything. We’re influenced by our families, social circles, backgrounds and cultures. And then of course there’s the media. Sometimes it can be hard to track where our ideas come from.
For three years, Marci Babineau’s backyard chickens made her the poster girl for the urban chicken movement in Montreal. Media outlets big and small covered the story all the way to Toronto.
According to Steve Larkin, the secret to his success is oxygen. Plenty of it – rushing around other people’s blood. His theory goes like this: If you want people to enjoy themselves they need oxygen. That means opening their mouths a lot, laughing, singing along, moving a bit if you like. At one of his gigs in Winnipeg this summer there was someone dancing naked in the audience by the end of it -“thats probably a bit too much oxygen” he admits.
We are blessed to be living in a city where companies like Table D’Hôte take enormous risks and allow artists to dream in multi- dimensional technicolour. This is not a review. There are people for whom the myths and stories of the Inuit people are irritating or tedious. I am not one of these. Set in a beautifully constructed environment two remarkable performers gave extraordinary performances and I could not help but be deeply moved.
In the early hours of the morning five years ago today, Rover’s first post appeared in cyberspace under Mélanie Grondin’s byline (see image). In the meantime, more than 300 writers have contributed 1968 posts. Are you sitting down? That’s just over a million words.
Radio play without radio play sounds like an impossible contradiction, but it may be Terius Youngdell Nash’s dilemma. Working under the moniker The-Dream, Nash has both…
if Pop Montréal’s objective is to expose viewers to never-before-heard bands, then they did their job this year. I was fortunate enough to catch some lovely surprises on my pinball experience at the fest, in those moments when I finally let go, didn’t plan, and allowed the music keep me in one place for a spell.
This is a well-directed well-acted and beautifully written play. The performance is extraordinary. Sehar Bhojani portrays the lives of three women each of a different generation of Hindu women in a single family. Her ability to evoke tears and laughter is the mark of a fine actor with great skill. Lib Spry directed this with terrific sensitivity and insight. She managed to present the more horrific scenes without the prurience of violence and was nonetheless able to evoke the horrors of war and death brilliantly. Spry was able to work the enormous number of transitions in a smooth and effortless manner.
Lisa Moore returns with a novel that makes good on the accolades she received for February, her 2009 title. Caught opens with a prisoner on the run, David Slaney, a would-be smuggler who escapes from prison on the eve of his 25th birthday. Slaney had been four years into a sentence for spearheading one of the biggest pot-smuggling cases in Canadian history, but now that he’s out, he and his buddy Hearn plan to do it all over again. This time, they won’t get caught.
En général, un spectacle de cirque met l’accent sur les acrobaties et les prouesses artistiques plutôt que sur l’histoire. Bien sûr, il y a une histoire, mais elle est souvent vite oubliée ou alors ses fils conducteurs se détachent pour ne plus se rattacher. Ce n’est pas le cas du Murmure du Coquelicot, la nouvelle coproduction du Théâtre du Nouveau Monde et de la troupe Les 7 doigts de la main.
You know you just might be in a municipal election campaign when a Danish documentary on 21st century urban planning packs Cinéma du Parc’s largest theatre…
It’s easy to get overwhelmed around Pop Montreal time, as “checking out” who is playing is always a massive feat. Yet I took it on this year – for you, dear readers – sifting through the innumerable names to get a little listing together.
Le concept de « pièce à l’intérieure d’une pièce » peut être maladroit entre les mains d’un dramaturge peu expérimenté. Mais lorsque les transitions se font organiquement et que les lignes se brouillent, comme c’est le cas pour La Vénus au vison, de David Ives, les spectateurs s’investissent dans la pièce — dans les deux pièces — et les résultats sont spectaculaires.