Maybe Arshad Hasan speaks a bit too loudly. Maybe his views are a bit too leftist to garner the support of many of his politically moderate or apathetic classmates.
Transvestites have been anything but a drag on the musical theater industry. From the first plays that forced men to play the parts of women to La Cage Aux Folles to Cabaret to The Rocky Horror Picture Show to Rent to an innumerable set of other musicals, men dressing as women has proven to be as much a musical theater staple as Barbra Streisand.
Reign of Fire, the new sci-fi action thriller set in post-apocalyptic England, is not so much a reign over an empire, as over a small fiefdom or a large village.
From outside, The Brick Playhouse is more reminiscent of a halfway house, than a theater. It's a hole in the wall -- a doorway sandwiched in between a defunct South Street bar and what a Walmart would be if it were located in the fifth circle of hell.
Thelonious Monk is a visual aesthete's dream. His right hand recklessly pecks at the keys like a wild chicken, yet with such precision and unsettling terseness.
I was once told that writing a good story is markedly different from writing good literature. Case in point: the prolific Stephen King has written many insidious novels without ever having produced a great piece of literature.
Question: how do you get Comedy Central to show a deaf man masturbating to the vibrations produced when a phone sex operator yells into the other end of a receiver that he places up to his balls?