American Mars enthralls the WAB crowd (including a few other talented local musicians) ... A real artists' colony in the works for downtown Detroit ... & Hour Detroit's founder attempts to mine printed gold in San Francisco.
A supernatural thriller with Kevin Costner? As Dragonfly unfolds its lackluster wings, its mystery fades into New Age sentimentality spiked with a few scattered horror-show shocks. Despite its airy-fairy, feel-good ending, it never soars.
The latest film based on the writings of popular horror concoctor Anne Rice isn't so much a sequel as a troubled animal unto itself. It's as if late Detroit vocalist Aaliyah, the intoxicating highlight of the movie, knew this was her last chance to steal the show. But there isn't much to steal.
Here's a modern Chinese variation on De Sica's The Bicycle Thief, uncertain in tone but enlightening in what it shows us of contemporary Beijing. Overall the impression is that director Wang Xiaoshuai doesn't want to upset us too greatly, and the film suffers a little from this kindness.
With this premier location, across from Comerica Park in the same gloriously restored building as the Fox Theatre, it's a natural destination for theatergoers. Most menu offerings are simple and grilled, including three steaks, lamb chops, veal chops or char-grilled tuna, as well as three other seafood choices and seven pastas. The rustica pizza and calamari appetizers are good for starters.
Director Tony Gatlif's homage to flamenco music is thinly disguised as an old-fashioned revenge drama. The music is powerful and passionate and entrancing and endless, but as an attempt to offer a dramatic corollary to the music, this is a badly bobbled job.