Pat Padua bridges high-brow and low-brow to form a distinctive American pan-browism. He hears the voices cry out from the Western Canon to Justin Timberlake, and, with an arsenal of optical tools ranging from disposable message cameras to the sharpest Hassy glass, he coaxes out the voices with a visual acuity akin to shamanism. "A talented, if quirky, photographer," in the words of the Washington Post, Padua has exhibited his photographs in San Francisco and Baltimore, as well as in his home town of Washington DC. His astute criticism of music and cinema has appeared in the All Music Guide and Cinescene.com.
A classic of silent cinema by a little known director who went on to a career as an anthropologist.
In this new collection of essays, Nicholson Baker’s observing eye lives up to its title with dryly inquisitive humor.
An immensely readable survey of how comic books have sowed fear and excitement throughout the nuclear era.
The vivid and sometimes unwatchable tale of the classical composer as pop star.
This lavish tome celebrates the great capital and also serves as a handsome introduction to the history of British photography.
Arthouse meets gross-out comedy in this well-acted, sharply written comedy that unfortunately crosses the line from discomfort to creepy.
The story of Billy’s Antiques and the gentrification of the Lower East Side would make a great documentary.
A compelling Shakespeare adaptation that is thoroughly modern and faithful to the text.
If Hallmark-commodified emotions are your bag, then this is the book for you. But does anybody really want a 250 page greeting card?
Getting it Right gets it all wrong. See another coming of age movie—if it doesn't have a roman numeral in its title, it's better than this.