Encanto haunts in a happy way
Movie review: Encanto
Lin-Manuel Miranda’s music, clever writing and an animation style that reveres racial difference ensure Encanto casts a durable spell with enough power to make you forget it’s Disney formula.
The Last Duel is a Ridley Scott victory
Movie Review: The Last Duel
Nobody knows how to dissect the alpha male psyche with as much compassion as the director of Gladiator and Blade Runner, which is why Ridley Scott's latest epic about an historic rivalry between two French heroes of yore has as much blood and guts as it does heart.
Two new docs offer deep dive on African-American dance icons
Movie review: Ailey and Can You Bring It - Bill T. Jones and D-Man in the Waters
Alvin Ailey and Bill T. Jones redefined modern dance for their generation, but while Ailey's company became the de facto representative of the African-American experience on the legitimate stage, Bill T. Jones lingered in the shadows long enough to truly know himself, and the emotional purpose behind each move.
Jungle Cruise offers giggles, followed by Technicolor yawn
Movie Review: Jungle Cruise
Dwayne Johnson's rock solid presence anchors Jungle Cruise, and drags it down the river, in Jaume Collet-Serra's attempt to copy the success of Pirates of the Caribbean that loots all the right booty, but gets lost in a familiar landscape.
Space Jam: A New Legacy a royal let down
Movie Review: Space Jam - A New Legacy
LeBron 'King' James brings his trademark moves and Warner Bros. brings the intellectual property to a marketing fiesta masquerading as a movie.
Digging up Bob Dylan’s Minnesota roots exposes an icy truth
Travel: On the Road in Minnesota
If you want to understand the story of a man named Zimmerman, visiting the northern town of Hibbing, Minnesota offers stone cold insights into the emotional desolation and snowy emptiness that shaped the Nobelaureate's inner space and artistic obsessions.
By Rod Mickleburgh
On a bleak, wintry weekend in November of 2014, my brother and I made a pilgrimage to “the north country fair, where the winds hit heavy on the borderline” in search of the roots of Bob Dylan. It was an unforgettable trip that richly increased my understanding of the mysterious forces that shaped a relatively ordinary teenager in the Minnesota town of Hibbing and helped turn him into the Shakespeare of our age.
We set out Friday morning from my brother’s home in Thunder Bay. Once across that “borderline,” we travelled south along Highway 61 (Revisited). There was no sign of a promoter putting some bleachers out in the sun. We were soon in Duluth, where Dylan was ...