Remember that one time Porter Flea was at Marathon Music Works and the line down the street was so long — like, longer than the one at Antique Archeology — that you turned your car around and drove away?
Fear not! Our friends at fabled artisan market Porter Flea have moved the event out to Cornelia Fort Airpark, where they will host more than 80 vendors in their popular semi-annual event. Fittingly, they've adopted the moniker "AirCraft," and will once again offer a plethora of handmade and vintage goodies from your favorite area designers. If you're into things like modern handmade apparel and accessories, homegoods, furniture, jewelry, prints and paper goods, you're pretty much going to be in heaven. You don't have to worry about shopping 'til you drop, because food trucks will be on hand. And when else can you go shopping in an airplane hangar?
In this week's Scene, Joe Nolan writes that Saturday's art crawl will be one of the biggest of the year. The press release that just arrived in my inbox seals the deal.
"Laughing Bacchus" is an 18-foot-tall Styrofoam statue of Bacchus, the Roman god of wine, debauchery and drunken orgies. I can't think of a better way to celebrate the mixture of innovation, spectacle and free wine that's made Fifth Avenue such an important part of the local art scene.
The sculpture was created by Brian Somerville as part of his residency at OZ, a fairly new institution that NFocus has already named Nashville's best new venue. Somerville is also new to Nashville, but he's hardly new to art-making. Check out his website, claybeast.com, for a primer on his steampunky, Frank Oz-meets-Kenny Scharf flying monkeys and teapots covered in aboriginal tattoos.
Full press release is after the jump.
It's an impressive collection that includes work from Margaret Atwood (whose Handmaid's Tale was a mayorally endorsed citywide read last year) and Joyce Carol Oates (whose "Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?" remains one of the most chilling stories ever written, and who is a fascinating Twitter follow). Of course there are many others. Speaking of ...
The publishers are celebrating with two separate readings tomorrow, June 1. The first will be 11 a.m. at the downtown public library, and the second at 2 p.m. at East Side Story. The roster for both events: poet Maggie Smith, author of Nesting Dolls and The List of Dangers, whose first poem in Apocalypse begins, “There are more stars in the sky than sounds / uttered by all the people who have ever lived, / but Eliza, we may never see them again”; prose stylist and self-described “trapeze aficionado” Tessa Mellas, also a lecturer at the Ohio State University; and the inimitable Chet Weise, poet, teacher, rock ’n’ roller and grand poobah of the venerable Poetry Sucks! reading series.
Since Arrested Development’s cancellation back in 2006, an unprecedented amount of fan hype spawned an insurmountable hotbed of debate. The fourth season’s Netflix premiere this past Sunday proved to be ample fodder for the show's bloodthirsty cult-following. My takeaway: No one knew how the hell to feel after finally getting what they wanted for over half a decade.
And while Nashville is a pretty far trek from the OC — not to mention we’ve already secured Jessica Walter (aka Lucille Bluth) during Archer Live! at the Ryman June 21st — yesterday’s surprising AD-themed announcement has us happier than Carl Weathers at his Burger King of choice.
In what appears to be an exclusive one-off event at Sarratt Cinema, actor Tony Hale, who plays everyone’s favorite panic-prone motherboy Buster Bluth, will spend next weekend with fans viewing scenes from the show, participating in a Q&A and trying his damnedest not to hate that guy in the back row religiously reciting on-screen dialogue as if it were the Torah.
Now all we need is a Green Series single from Ron Howard.
The event, aptly titled “Hey Brother: An Evening with Buster,” takes place Saturday, June 8, at Sarratt Cinema. Proceeds from the evening will benefit local nonprofit blood:water mission. For more information visit their official site.
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Wide-eyed hopefuls clutching battered copies of William Goldman's Adventures in the Screen Trade and Syd Field books wander into the lobby. Shadowy figures shield their iPhones in dark corners, retweeting John August. A BARKER ushers them into the banquet hall.
"Hey, all you aspiring screenwriters that live in the greater Middle Tennessee area! Looking for a little advice on how to write the next great American screenplay from some industry pros? Brush off the old notepad and head on down to the annual Nashville Screenwriters Conference, taking place at the Union Station Hotel this Friday, May 31 through Sunday, June 2!"
ASPIRING SCREENWRITER stops and gives him a look.
"Man, that's the clumsiest exposition I've heard since the last Twilight movie."
To say that we're psyched about the Belcourt screenings of Heaven's Gate this Saturday through Monday is beyond understatement. A big-screen viewing of Michael Cimino's mangled masterpiece has been near the top of our wish list for years — and if you only know the movie by reputation as a punchline to a zinger about Hollywood turkeys, we suggest you read Jason Shawhan's first-rate piece in this week's Scene:
Yanked after a catastrophic week in one theater in 1980, it was chopped by 79 minutes and given a brief, widely derided release several months later. A few admirers tried to save it from obscurity: Los Angeles' legendary early pay-cable Z Channel programmed the film's full version in 1982, keeping the word alive. But the channel's own tragic story (covered in Xan Cassavetes' entertaining documentary Z Channel: A Magnificent Obsession) clipped its rehabilitation in the bud.
And so it was until 2000, when MGM released Heaven's Gate as a letterboxed, proper-length DVD. Awareness began to build about writer-director Cimino's maimed masterwork, which shows the journey of a disillusioned sheriff — played by Kris Kristofferson, that one-man incarnation of the many quirks and possibilities of what it is to be an American — from idealistic graduate to stabilizing authority to social crusader to helpless cog. In this new light, the movie looked less like an epic failure than an epic about failure. ...
[T]he mad specificity that drove studio executives and production staff to the brink of insanity is all right there on the screen, and the new restoration does a tremendous job of finding the balance between multicolored splendor and the original, muted dusky color palette. Thanks to unparalleled cinematographer Vilmos Zsigmond, Heaven's Gate is a film that breathes with life. If these weren't the faces of performers we know from their esteemed bodies of work — Christopher Walken, John Hurt, Isabelle Huppert, Jeff Bridges, Mickey Rourke, Sam Waterston — this could be some astonishing window into the 1890s. Dust, smoke, snow, breath, blood: Heaven's Gate flows like no other film, which makes its digital-only restoration somewhat ironic and ultimately alchemical. It upholds the photochemical process it could never hope to exactly replicate.
Seriously, folks, you don't want to miss this. More details here. Now where's that new cut of Sergio Leone's Once Upon a Time in America ... ?
Don Bluth may not be as familiar a name as Studio Ghibli's Hayao Miyazaki or Ralph Bakshi, but his place in the history of cel animation is just as secure. The animation giant began his days at Disney, working on such classics as The Rescuers, Sleeping Beauty, Robin Hood and The Sword and the Stone.
Fed up with the way the Mouse House was being run, Bluth led an exodus of Disney veterans and started Don Bluth Productions. The maverick animator is the subject of The Belcourt’s latest Saturday-morning retrospective for kids, which kicks off 10 a.m. this Saturday.
First up is 1976's Pete’s Dragon, an at-the-time groundbreaking test run for the live-action/animation interaction Who Framed Roger Rabbit? would nail little more than a decade later. My grandmother never put it in the Disney VHS rotation when I was a kid, but Elliot the dragon always stuck out during the few times I screened the movie — it was a unique treat to see an animated character so prevalent in a live-action movie. Despite my limited exposure to Elliot and friends, the film weaves a sweet “boy and his invisible dragon” narrative, and who can forget Helen Reddy’s Oscar-nominated tune “Candle in the Water?”
Apart from its live-action/cartoon angle, Pete’s Dragon doesn’t reinvent the wheel in any way, shape or form. But it’s a special enough feat to lead off the Bluth retrospective.
Now, don't you steal that entry. For one thing, I just wrote it. For another, it's not even funny. Surely you can do much better, right?
Last year, Holly Matthews took home top honors with "You are so Nashville if ... you think Bart Durham should direct The Real Housewives of Nashville."
An impressive entry, for sure. Think you got game? Think you can bring that kind of heat?
As usual, there's no shortage of hot topics ripe for lampooning. Here are a few off the top of my head just to help you get the wheels turning:
The state legislature
Nashville cast member sightings
Nashville as the "It" City
The restaurant boom
Blake Shelton dissing old-school country
The Music City Center
Ken Jakes, government watchdog
Now get busy! Deadline is June 28! Winners will be announced in the July 18 issue.
If the idea of attending stand-up comedy shows is up your alley, good news! There's a ton out there to see. You can find a list of highlights for the month of June, plus a rundown of open mics and regular local shows after the jump.
Shot over four years — and using Peter Jackson’s mother’s kitchen as the main prop factory — Bad Taste features creative chainsaw art, a brain tourniquet, exploding sheep and gushers of gore. It’s showing this weekend at the Cult Fiction Underground at Logue’s Black Raven Emporium, Friday and Saturday at 6 p.m. and 10 p.m. No outside refreshments from Crumb's Crunchy Delights will be allowed in theatre.
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