The Harriman-Jewell Series presented an eclectic performance Thursday by Cantus, a nine-voice, Minneapolis-based men’s vocal chamber ensemble. “On the Shoulders of Giants” was a polished and rewarding program to hear. The really outstanding voice of the nine belongs to tenor Paul Rudoi, but there’s no weak link in the group.
In the third volume of Rick Atkinson’s Liberation Trilogy, he reconstructs the period from D-Day to V-E Day by weaving a multitude of tiny details into a tapestry of achingly sublime prose.
A reader-friendly version of more than 200 years of U.S. Army history would seem a contradiction in terms. But that’s what Kansas City area military scholar D.M. Giangreco achieves with “The United States Army: The Definitive Illustrated History.”
That's a wrap! Dunder Mifflin Paper Co. lives on, but "The Office" has closed shop. The NBC workplace comedy, set at the fictional company's Scranton, Pa., branch, aired its finale Thursday to end an eight-year run.
In one photo, a woman is on all fours, presumably picking something up, her posterior pressed against a glass window. Another photo shows a couple in bathrobes, their feet touching beneath a table. And there is one of a man, in jeans and a T-shirt, lying on his side as he takes a nap.
With just one departure, “Saturday Night Live” is losing its excitable “Weekend Update” city correspondent, Stefon; its frenetic incarnations of James Carville, Al Pacino, Vincent Price and Julian Assange; and any number of unctuous, self-satisfied game-show hosts. All of which is to say that Bill Hader, an eight-year veteran of “Saturday Night Live,” will be leaving that NBC late-night franchise when its season ends Saturday.
This old-fashioned film provides a glorious cinematic display of man vs. nature — although from Thor Heyerdahl’s perspective, he was more caught up in man vs. the scientific community.
As "The Office" airs its series finale after eight years on NBC, the time feels right to salute the show that spawned it. Transplanting the BBC-produced, British version of "The Office," starring a previously unknown scamp named Ricky Gervais, to American soil was an exacting business.
The name of its latest record is “Fade,” but as it approaches its 30th anniversary, Yo La Tengo is as vibrant as ever, a scrappy old dog open to learning new tricks and trying new techniques.
The dependable Australian actor Guy Pearce is always welcome, even in a well-meaning dud like “33 Postcards.”
“Erased” is a run-of-the-mill “Bourne” imitation in which covert operatives are desperate to tidy up a scheme in which American expat Ben Logan may be the only witness.
Michael Shannon has basically rewritten the book on how to portray dark, volatile men in film with his unerring way of channeling rage and repression. But even Shannon has his work cut out for him in the new crime drama “The Iceman.”
The Screenland Crossroads, an indie film lovers’ mecca since 2004, is two nights away from “The End.” At its current location, anyway. The single-screen, 150-seat boutique theater will close after a farewell blowout Friday evening.
Listening to actor Simon Helberg talk about "The Big Bang Theory," you'd think his show was actually a nerdy nighttime soap. The actor, who plays aerospace engineer Howard Wolowitz on the CBS sitcom, dropped a few hints about what to expect from Thursday night's season finale.
“When you are handed your screaming newborn for the first time,” Jim Gaffigan writes, “you are simultaneously handed a license for gallows humor.” The comic will discuss his new book Tuesday at Unity Temple on the Plaza.
Nobody breathe, it’s Thursday. That’s the running joke in my house because that night is all about ABC’s “Scandal.” And this week is the season finale of my favorite political thriller.
‘Star Trek’ plots and actors’ friendship go beyond the movie.
One of the most successful pianists in the smooth-jazz idiom didn’t come from some gritty inner city or pleasant suburb. Alex Bugnon, who comes to the Gem Theater with trumpeter Cindy Bradley on Saturday, hails from Montreux, the Swiss town at the foot of the Alps.
Jowler Creek vineyard in Platte City — about 30 minutes north of downtown Kansas City — promotes itself as Missouri’s first green vineyard and winery. It offers tours of its environmentally friendly operation, with even more wine and beer events on the area’s busy schedule.
When Alex Kurtzman was growing up, he loved a franchise with the word “Star” in it, but it wasn’t the one with Captain Kirk. “I was much more of a ‘Star Wars’ guy,” he said in a recent phone interview.
