We will be discussing A Ghost Story tonight, immediately after its showing in The Historic Theater. And the discussion should be a good one, because A Ghost Story, while it has received much critical praise, is definitely somewhere on a crossroad to the Commercial Movie Freeway.Read More
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So, this is what August in New England is like? I’m sure it will eventually deliver the brain-stunning heat and suffocating humidity that makes people want to lie on the sand and put their feet in the Atlantic, but I’m not feeling it yet. There’s likely more than a little mourning among the Summer People and quiet rejoicing among the owners of interesting shops and restaurants.
But despite the vagaries of the weather, The Music Hall continues to do its job, finding the high quality movies that either never got wide distribution or that blew through the MallPlexx 21 like a bad oyster through a summer diner. (Wait! Was that less than tasteful? Sorry.)Read More
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Well, it’s almost August, the late innings of the New England summer baseball game, and I hope you’ve been enjoying the sun/surf/gin-and-tonic summer of your dreams and not the sunburn/mosquito/humidity stuff of nightmares.
We don’t get a lot of summer, so we have to make the most of it. And one thing that can make for an enjoyable and memorable season is making a new friend, preferably someone with a long history, a fabulous store of stories and a knack for telling them.Read More
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It’s been an interesting summer so far, hasn’t it? The weather can’t seem to decide what month it is, raising the stakes on the usual Vacation Roulette higher than usual. What will your New England vacation offer, hypothermia, drowning, or bliss?
Headlines are being dominated by the antics of Washington, D.C. politicians who can’t seem to find their ass with both hands and a mirror.
Except for season seven of Game of Thrones—the opener was suitably portentous and dripping with double-dealing—there’s not much in the way of entertainment that we can look forward to with any confidence.
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America has always been a little skeptical about films with a tangible political point of view. Michael Moore can get away with it, of course, because he’s funny and engaging. But Hollywood’s preferred maxim has always been: “If you have a message, call Western Union.” (That phrase, from the era when telegrams were still the gold standard in important message sending, should probably be updated to, “If you have a message, tweet it.” But I digress.)Read More
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Well, here’s that summer you ordered. Hope you like it.
Summer in New Hampshire always arrives bearing a heavy load of expectations imposed on it by vacationers, gardeners, beach-goers, and convertible owners. And occasionally it even delivers the goods, although we all remember the summer it rained every weekend and the summer that wasn’t.Film discussion Tuesday night: A Quiet PassionRead More
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It’s cold and rainy one day and warm and sunny the next, it must be spring in New Hampshire, a state that prides itself on its ability to be unpleasant in any month of the year. Ditto for pleasant.
What remains consistent for those of us who live in the Seacoast area is the position of The Music Hall as our cinematic savior, the source of the unexpected and delightful in every season.Read More
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It’s May, the month when New Hampshire gardeners gaze longingly at their soggy beds and wish they could risk setting out the tomatoes. But no, it is not to be. Better to leave the dirt to the patrolling black flies and find another edifying pastime.
Not surprisingly, I have a suggestion!Read More
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