I will be the first to admit that I like my Sherlock Holmes stringently traditional. My Holmes is an anti-social Victorian misogynist and my Watson is a lean tan man with a limp. Onscreen, I like Basil Rathbone, Jeremy Brent, Leslie Howard, Robert Downey Jr., and Hugh Laurie. I did not enjoy what I watched … More the game is afoot in somerville
It’s cold in Boston tonight. I wasn’t near the marathon finish line yesterday; the closest I got was around mile 22.5, which is where I was accidentally stationed when the pack of elite men ran by. I cheered, I went home, and I was watching MST3K when people started tweeting about the explosions. Boston is … More 4/15/13
After my scathing report on the Color Run yesterday, all the participants received an email from Color Run officials. In the interest of fairness, here is the meat of it: Thank you so much for your participation at this weekend’s inaugural New England event. Our happy little team of health minded folks completely loves our … More color run mess, update
The Color Run was a completely abysmal mess of disorganization. In the run up to the event there were hints of ineffectiveness, but Saturday was such an incredibly unpleasant experience that I will not be participating again. Right from the start, the event was plagued by minor logistical issues and too many participants. According to … More a mess of color
So there I was, minding my owns, when I heard a scraping noise. Scraping noises in my home can usually be ascribed to the cat, but she happened to be sitting on the chair next to me, so I went to investigate. I found, sticking through my door, a notice from the landlord informing me … More just when I was getting comfortable
Last night, the House of Blues Boston hosted the joint Cyndi Lauper-Dr. John tour, and there was much rejoicing. I went for Dr. John, who is among my favorite musicians, expecting Cyndi Lauper to just be a nice bonus. I was confused about how their sounds went together, but I had faith. And, well. Apparently Cyndi Lauper … More can you dig it? yes, sir, I can.
Earlier this month I wrote my last rent check ever for my current address, and it’s been making me all reflective and pre-nostalgic. This isn’t a huge move—I’m just going to a different neighborhood in Boston—but I’ve been here at this apartment in Allston for almost 3 years. That’s the longest I’ve been in one spot since … More preparing to say goodbye to Allston
The A.R.T.’s The Blue Flower is pretentious. Let’s just get that out of the way at the start. The lyrics are pretentious, the music is pretentious, the style is pretentious, even the concept is kinda pretentious. That said, it’s a pretty good show, and it contains one of the finest monologues I’ve seen in years (more … More review: The Blue Flower