“You should not work to make the audience comfortable with what they are witnessing at all,” writes playwright Jeremy O. Harris in his “Notes on Style” preface of the script of Slave Play. Harris’s is a weighted statement, hidden within seemingly typical stage notes for a theatrical production. Whether onstage or off, so much related … Continue reading
What the hell am I looking at? This was the question I continually asked myself as I wandered aimlessly through the Carnegie Museum of Art’s 2018 Carnegie International. What is this pile of industrial materials in the Hall of Sculpture? What is this coffee stand? What are these random photographs? Why was I so tragically … Continue reading
“I love everything that’s bad with America and that’s what I make movies about,” explains our preeminent filth elder John Waters. John isn’t the only one. Shortly before Waters’s Hag in a Black Leather Jacket (barely) graced screens, Andy Warhol was publicly embracing the tacky, trashy and terribly capitalist side of American culture. From cheaply and … Continue reading
Why hello there, turkeys and turklets! What’s that? What am I thankful for? Well, you all, of course! I’m also thankful that our World Famous Pumpkin Punch can seamlessly transition from HALLOWREEN to Thanksgiving. Why don’t you grab yourself a glass. Don’t forget the nutmeg! One of the most stressful parts of this season, other … Continue reading
The memorials in New York City that supposedly relate to the LGBTQ+ community are terrible. Uniformly god-awful. Just plain cringe-worthy. Epic fails. And that these opinionated observations aren’t even close to being controversial, just proves my point. Whether stymied by political posturing, proximity to real estate developer cash or just plain lack of aesthetics, New … Continue reading
This week, dearest Filthy Dreams readers, a star was born. No, I’m not talking about that film with Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper (hard pass–you’re no Judy or Babs!). Nor am I talking about the new members of Congress that turned the House blue and freaked out Trump so much he was in a near-constant … Continue reading
Why hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams readers! Do you feel a burning sensation in your chest? Is your face getting hot? Are your eyes stinging? Stop Googling symptoms of a heart attack (though if your arm is numb, call 911). We know what that feeling really is: white-hot rage, most likely caused by some horrendous … Continue reading
