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February 2010


Leisure

The Wolfman cometh, maketh a bad movie

Much like the titular monster, the arrival of The Wolfman was heralded by bad omens and concerned whispers. And whether you are a Victorian country dweller or a contemporary moviegoer, the proper course of action remains the same—stay away.

Leisure

Ris-oundingly bad

Ris Lacoste is a culinary legend around here. Her decade-long reign as executive chef at 1789 was exceptional, bringing critical acclaim, not to mention “Restaurant of the Year” awards, to the corner of Prospect and 36th Street NW. In December, after a four-year absence, she re-emerged on D.C.’s restaurant scene with a place of her own: Ris.

Leisure

Leh’zur Ledger: A vinyl-laden Valentine’s

I spent my Valentine’s Day in a dimly lit concert hall filled with dusty milk crates. What better way to spend this Hallmark holiday than by participating in a form of consumerism a little more genuine than one made of cheesy greeting cards and freshly cut roses?

Sports

After loss to Rutgers, Hoyas look to juice ‘Cuse

Since conference play has started, the Hoyas have been consistently inconsistent. Georgetown (18-6, 8-5 Big East) has yet to lose back-to-back games, but they also have yet to string together three straight Big East wins. Right as the Hoyas begin to pick up steam, they always seem to suffer another setback. None was more disheartening than last Sunday’s loss to Rutgers.

Leisure

Photography exhibit shed light on the Darkroom

In the Darkroom: Photography Before the Digital Age is not art for art’s sake. Rather, it’s art for the sake of education—an appreciation for the history and scientific complexity of the method that has been lost at today’s world of Wal-Mart printout stations and Facebook album

Voices

Constantly risking Winter Olympic absurdity

For the sake of the modern world, I really hope the ancient Greeks were wrong in their religious beliefs. Maybe the gods have been ignoring our lack of animal sacrifices for the past couple millennia, but all those myths about an angry god not getting enough worship and going on a killing spree make me a little nervous for the future of civilization.

Sports

The Sports Sermon

I sit with two of my friends at a table upstairs in Leo’s in complete silence. We do not eat, but rather stare up at the hazy projector screen as if in a trance. One of my friends breaks the silence, reverentially saying, “That was beautiful.” We nod our heads in agreement. On the screen was men’s figure skating, live from the Vancouver Winter Olympics. During the next athlete’s program, we make comments like, “Wow, his footwork really looks on,” and “Looks like he came up a half-turn short on that triple-axle.”

Leisure

Critical Voices: Toro y Moi, Causers of This

Plenty of words have been written about chillwave, but for Toro y Moi, I don’t mind adding some more. The band’s newest album, Causers of This, stands out in the midst of a chillwave hangover—or, given the saccharine hooks of Neon Indian, perhaps “despite all of my chillwave cavities” is a better metaphor.

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Critical Voices: Local Natives, Gorilla Manor

The first instinct upon listening to a new band is to draw comparisons to established artists on the scene—to see if it fits into your canon, justify your love or indifference, or even just satisfy the nagging suspicion that you’ve heard the arrangement before. Indie newcomers Local Natives make that practice frustrating, if not impossible, with their first full release, Gorilla Manor.

Voices

What would Betty Freidan do?

When I was younger, my mom refused to let me watch two Disney movies: Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. I asked her years later about what I thought was a strange prejudice against the delightful animated fairytales, and she explained that she didn’t want me growing up absorbing stories of women being saved by a white knight.