Oct 23-29, 2002

Oct 23-29, 2002 / Vol. 23 / No. 2

Free Will Astrology

ARIES (March 21-April 19): Your dreams will soon have potent effects on your waking life; they’ll help transform conditions that had been resistant to change. Maybe you’ll dream of being able to ripen green apples just by gazing upon them, then find you have a comparable power to expedite evolution in the daytime. Perhaps you’ll…

Do you want my job?

Q: How does one become a successful advice columnist? I believe that I have something to offer. I give advice to friends and family, and I’m sure that there are many other people out there who would benefit from my advice. I am not interested in simply spouting my opinions, I am interested in helping…

Sodom and Savage

Not to get too blowjobian, but we all love Dan Savage around here. Simply adore the man, really. Besides, the guy’s heady sex-advice column, “Savage Love,” is one of the most popular things we’ve got going in our paper. Said column is, you’ll note, read by millions around the globe every week. How can they…

Alive by five

Whenever I hear the words “group show,” I reach for the remote. Exhibiting anywhere from four to 40 artists together is so often the lazy solution to a lack of curatorial focus — and becomes a pot of gruel serving up thin, unsatisfying portions. But this isn’t at all an issue in detroit contemporary’s season…

Letters to the Editor

A family responds I want to thank Tom Schram for writing “Out of options" (Metro Times, Oct. 9-15). Because of his excellent and thorough article, people are showing my family and me support. I honestly love the article and the pictures that George Waldman took. Now, I am happy to say that I am not…

Shots in the dark

WASHINGTON, D.C. — I was walking back to my room in Alexandria, Va., after a wedding Saturday night, wondering idly if the sniper might do my students a favor by shooting me. I would have been an easy target, especially in front of the hotel. Instead, he elected to bag some poor fellow coming out…

Oct. 23-29, 2002

23 WED • MUSIC Michael Daugherty — An Ann Arbor’s composer on the verge of a breakthrough, Michael Daugherty brings the scintillating University of Michigan Contemporary Directions Ensemble to the DIA tonight for the opening of the 2002-2003 Pro Musica of Detroit season. The program ("American Icons: The Chamber Music of Michael Daugherty") includes not…

Don’t dilate without a doula

When Victoria Macioce-Stumpf gets a call in the middle of the night, it means a new life is beginning. Someone is about to have a baby. She packs up her birth ball and other assorted labor-easing tools and dashes off. There, the petite woman massages the expectant mom, keeps her hydrated, advocates on her behalf…

He’ll be damned

He doesn’t drink. He doesn’t smoke — except on the dance floor. Not your average cool guy, Monday Busque is a beautiful rare bird. You’ll never worry about him when he drives home, he won’t ever puke on your shoes and he wouldn’t dream of hitting on your girlfriend — he is a nice guy.…

Sore thumb

The yellow brick Victorian beauty at Field and Kercheval is an anomaly in an otherwise well-groomed neighborhood. The four-family flat, built in 1910, is in a wretched state of disrepair; the roof has collapsed and the entire top floor is charred. Shopping carts and other debris litter the spacious lot. The building is in the…

Tavis Smiley’s tightrope

So what’s the big deal about Tavis Smiley? The man gets fired from his commentator slot on Black Entertainment Television in March 2001. Outrage spews forth from the black community. One year later Smiley is hosting “The Tavis Smiley Show,” an up-and-coming weekday program on National Public Radio. Smiley is a hot, new flavor in…

The memo

To: Fr: KMK Re: Detroit Coordinated Campaign Dt: 8-28-02 It is our intention to change the way campaigns are conducted in our city, and change the way Detroit is looked upon from the outside. We are preparing to run a modern campaign, focusing on field — that is rooted in research and polling. Our city…

Brioche- and pine nut-crusted chicken

2 large (6-ounce) chicken breasts, skinless and boneless, pounded to even thickness 1 1/2 cups coarse brioche crumbs 1/4 cup pine nuts, coarsely chopped 2 eggs, beaten with 1/4 cup olive oil 1 cup flour 1 cup Swiss chard 1 cup arugula 1/2 cup button mushrooms, sliced in half 1/8 cup sun-dried tomatoes 1/2 cup…

Coq au vin

2 young roosters or chickens (4 1/2 pounds total) 2 bottles red wine 2 tablespoons cognac 1 1/2 cups cubed bacon (lard de poitrine demi-sel) 1/2 cup butter, plus a little oil 1 large onion or 20 small white onions 4 cloves garlic, chopped 2 bunches herbes de Provence bouquet garni 3/4 pound small mushrooms…

Abandoned Shelter of the Week

The yellow brick Victorian beauty at Field and Kercheval is an anomaly in an otherwise well-groomed neighborhood. The four-family flat, built in 1910, is in a wretched state of disrepair; the roof has collapsed and the entire top floor is charred. Shopping carts and other debris litter the spacious lot. The building is in the…

We Love Life

First of all, it’s odd that Pulp exists at all in 2002. This is, after all, the band that essentially committed hara-kiri in 1999 with its epic, hung-over and gorgeous album This Is Hardcore, rather than face another minute in the brutal hothouse of British pop. Stateside, of course, Pulp barely registered in the first…

Moanin’

Say what you will about all the Rolling Stone–touted rock-is-back blather. At least bands on labels such as Estrus, Fall of Rome, Get Hip, In The Red, Bomp, Dionysus, Norton and Sympathy can now view a fleeting glimmer of gainful employment hopes. One of the hippest up-and-comers currently treading the boards is on Sympathy, until…

Art imitates life

I remember as if it were yesterday. It was the early ’90s and music journalist Cheo Hodari Coker wrote a scathing editorial for Rap Pages magazine about freshman rap group the Wu-Tang Clan. Master Killer, one of the Clan members, had taken offense to an illustration of Wu-Tang that was published in a previous issue.…

The Alloy Orchestra

The three-man "orchestra" comes to the Detroit Film Theatre this weekend, electronically synthesizing a strange ensemble of moody voices for such silent films as Douglas Fairbanks Sr.’s The Black Pirate, Dovzhenko’s Earth, Fatty Arbuckle and Buster Keaton shorts, and Nosferatu: A Symphony of Horror.

Killing jokes

Documentary filmmaker and folksy polemicist Michael Moore, famous for his exposés of corporate greed and misconduct, has made a very funny movie about the fear that permeates American culture. It’s a disturbing comedy touching on media fixations, corporate complicity, international politics and racism.

The Grey Zone

During World War II, the SS chose groups of Jews, known as Sonderkommando, to assist in the gassing and disposing of Jews. In return, they received small luxuries and a few extra months of life. There were 13 Sonderkommando in all. The Grey Zone is the story of the 12th, in Auschwitz.

The Ring

Between the lines and the frames of The Ring lies an allegory on the evils of media — very smart and very scary. Director Gore Verbinski plots a course less traveled into a realm of mysteries. He partially unravels them, but leaves us in a free-falling state bordering on jaw-dropping awe.

Sanjuro

After the huge popularity of Yojimbo (1961), director Akira Kurosawa revived the character of the seedy samurai Sanjuro (Toshiro Mifune) for this 1962 follow-up, a film even more overtly comic than its predecessor. Its climax, incredibly cartoonish and horrific, has to be seen to be disbelieved.

Bloody Sunday

This film, built not on story and character but on history and bare bits of information, recounts what happened January 30, 1972 in the Northern Irish town of Derry, when an anti-internment civil rights march turned violent as British soldiers shot 27 unarmed Irish civilians, killing 13 of them.

Formula 51

The active ingredients of this quirky crime flick seem logical: Samuel L. Jackson, American cinema’s "Bad Motherfucker," and Hong Kong action director Ronny Yu’s visual adrenaline. But it’s cut with so much third-generation Quentin Tarantino that it’s more an entertainment low than a high.

The Man From Elysian Fields

Casting Andy Garcia as a failed novelist-turned-tuxedo-clad escort isn’t the best way to sell a movie. While he’s good at playing the sad sack, there’s absolutely zero about him that says "sex for hire." Mick Jagger, the only thing worth watching in this slow-paced film, seems to sag under the knowledge that he deserves better.


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