Word: avalons
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...setting is again the Baltimore, Md., of Levinson's youth, source of Diner, Tin Men and Avalon. This time his alter ego is a smart, sweet-souled teenager named Ben (Ben Foster) who, having lived all his life in a Jewish enclave, is astonished to discover that most of the world is not, after all, Jewish. That's particularly true of Sylvia (the uncannily cool, wise and beautiful Rebekah Johnson), who is one of the token blacks in his newly integrated school. Their relationship is handled with great delicacy; this is a friendship that yearns to be, deserves...
Liberty Heights is the fourth in Barry Levinson's "trilogy" about his hometown of Baltimore, Md. After Diner (1982), Tin Men (1987) and Avalon (1990), he felt he had finished with tales about growing up in the city's Jewish neighborhood in the 1950s. But then an ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY review of his 1998 movie, Sphere, referred to Dustin Hoffman as a "noodgey and menschlike" Jewish psychologist. The racial stereotyping annoyed Levinson ("Nobody would say Mel Gibson was playing a Catholic industrialist in Ransom"), but it also got him thinking about his youth again. Rather than fume, he sat down...
...guitars were dresses then folk singer Ben Harper would be a diva. They're not. But Harper is still one of the most evocative and poignant vocalists alive today. Changing guitars from Weissenborn to Martin and back again during last Tuesday's concert at the Avalon, Harper has enough talent to quench any false belief that the parade of over ten exotically-shaped stringed instruments was proffered as compensation or distraction for lackluster performance ability...
...Over at Avalon, the creepy/yuppie club on Lansdowne St., the mindless, clamorous techno beats on. Aging rocker wannabes in the audience and their girlfriends hide sagging bellies with leather jackets and thinning hair with attitude. Punks look around nervously for their mothers and try to scam some beer. Others pretend to dance to the woompwoomp, and laugh. Yuppies sup, and eye each another. More waiting, more techno. Woompwoomp. Thickening, moist air. Finally: stringy guy with no body fat--like, none at all--and long hair walks out. Rockers, punks, yuppies, et cetera ecstatic. And Iggy Pop begins to play. Acoustic...
...stage and that was a/the point. And now he's a performer with an act and we're his consumer. Anyone who climbs on stage gets thrown off by security, which uses a really scary looking behind-the-head grip that must hurt like hell. Growing old? Avalon...