Looking for green horizons ...
by Curt Guyette
In the shadow of America's largest waste incinerator
Alms & Tithe by Detroitblogger John
At Zakat, Big Brother's the enemy and there's an escape from despair
Bohemians like us by Charles L. Latimer
A grand culmination for Joel Peterson's avant-garde endeavors.
Digging the bones of Indy Jones by Mike White
A look at the dead scripts and real history of the American popcorn slam-fest
Four to listen for by W. Kim Heron
Choice picks from the jazz and improvised music fest.
Look, up in the sky ... by Maria Stella
Daredevils in air race over the Detroit River.
The color success by Bill Holdship
Grammy-winning Detroit native Allee Willis finds the D her main stimulation
This town's on fire! by Meredith Quinlan
Tour Corktown by carriage.
Art is Everywhere by Rebecca Mazzei (Art is everywhere)
Every five feet is another photo op
Couch Trip by Metro Times film writers (Couch Trip)
A Karaoke bloodbath with subtext! Plus, Jean-Luc Goddard, H.P. Lovecraft and a randy evil angel
Food Stuff by Metro Times food staff (Food Stuff)
Full plates for local foodies.
What's in a face? by Jim McFarlin (Idiot Boxing)
Mary McCormack’s star ride; the nightmare continues
Letters to the Editor by Metro Times readers (Letters to the Editor)
Jeffrey Morgan’s Media Blackout by Jeffrey Morgan (Media Blackout)
Fast, affordable cultural criticism
Motor City Rides by Doug Coombe (Motor City Cribs and Rides)
I, Crime guitarist's Bradley GT Kit Car
Reading the hate-o-meter by News Hits staff (News Hits)
Homophobic attacks on the rise in Michigan.
Sayonara, sister students by News Hits staff (News Hits)
Decades-old exchange program gets quietly axed.
Night and Day by Meghana Keshavan (Night and Day)
Exclusive! Interface jammage! by Chris Handyside (On the Download)
Champions of Breakfast and Hellmouth.
Reason for hope by Jack Lessenberry (Politics and Prejudices)
The promising candidacy of Barack Obama.
Caught in the act by Dan Savage (Savage Love)
Trouble ahead: Bishop-basher neglects fiancee.
Ancestral Radio - Edward Haworth Hoeppner Reviewed by Heather A. McMacken (Book)
13 Blues for Thirteen Moons - The Silver Mount Zion Memorial Orchestra & Tra-La-La Band Reviewed by Aaron Shaul (Record)
Stars of Stage and Screen - The Pop Project Reviewed by Leah Warshaw (Record)
Before the Rains Reviewed by Jeff Meyers (Movie)
This adaptation of Somerset Maugham’s story of illicit love is a tepid, turgid and uninvolving melodrama. English plantation owner Henry Moores (Linus Roache) has just taken out a sizable loan from a British Bank to build a road to transport his teas and spices. He’s also indulging in a little hanky-panky with his beautiful housekeeper Sajani (Nandita Das), who’s married to an abusive thug in the nearby village. When a pair of young boys stumbles across Sajani’s tryst, things quickly spiral out of control. Soon, Henry’s faithful assistant T.K. (Rahul Bose) is trying to save the girl from her husband while protecting his boss’s reputation. Unfortunately, the pistol Henry gave him as reward for his loyalty goes off and, well, tragic complications ensue.
This Is Spinal Tap Reviewed by Serene Dominic (Movie)
They call "A Hard Day’s Night" the "Citizen Kane" of rock movies, but even that script wasn’t as entrenched in the rock lexicon the way the screenplay for "This Is Spinal Tap" was. When was the last time someone called their haircut “Arthur”? And yet thanks to David St Hubbins, Nigel Tufnel and Derek Smalls, we have amps that go to eleven, green skeleton T-shirts, the word “rockumentary” so overused it no longer elicits the chuckles it did back in ’82, people purposefully mispronouncing Dolby and dismissing a horrid album with the word pairing “shit sandwich.” The Beatles’ phenomenal career is still a yardstick few rock bands can honestly measure themselves against, but it’s Spinal Tap’s Smell the Glove tour and its meteoric failures that all rock bands identify with. Shit, it was prophecy, not parody.
Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull Reviewed by Jeff Meyers (Movie)
Bloated yet undercooked, the fourth installment in the serial, which began 28 years ago, suffers from too many ideas and not enough focus. Dr. Jones (Harrision Ford, of course) and his triple-crossing cohort Mac (Ray Winstone) are dragged by Irina Spalko (Cate Blanchett) and a platoon of Russkies into an Area 51 warehouse. They're searching for a mummy. Why? Well, that's never really clear, but, after a daring escape, Dr. Jones falls in with teenaged Mutt Williams (Shia LaBeouf) in his search to find a colleague who went missing while seeking El Dorado, the lost Mayan city of gold. Only he's really looking for an alien crystal skull, see? And Mutt is the son of Marion Ravenwood (Karen Allen from the first film). Which means he's Indy's kid. And there's lots and lots of talk about hieroglyphics and past events and former colleagues and all sorts of stuff we don't care about. And it goes on like this. It's like the hummable song you've heard thousands of times on the radio but haven't grown to hate. Entertaining but, ultimately, irrelevant.
Traffic Jam & Snug Reviewed by Todd Abrams (Restaurant)
Although not even close to being vegged-out, Traffic Jam and Snug restaurant has some pretty interesting food of their own, not to mention, much of it is made in house. The selection changes all the time, so don't count on phony dogs anymore, but do enjoy any of Traffic Jam's own brewed beers. If coney islands aren't your thing, try the Delta Stack: collard greens, avocado, roasted peppers and dill ranch served on corn bread with sweet potato fries. Wash it down with Fruity Pebbles and Faygo Rock and Rye homemade ice cream. It's good.