The assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand in 1914 might not seem like the most appropriate subject for a comedy, but just in time for WesFest, Second Stage is presenting “Shoot the Duke,” an original play written and directed by Michael Steves ’13.
The Senior Thesis Dance Concert, always a highlight of the campus’s spring arts lineup, is an¬ticipated, eclectic, and sometimes a bit mysterious—audience members may find themselves exiting the the¬ater blown away by the spectacle but a little unsure of what it all means.
Last weekend, Samsara, Wesleyan’s yearly “celebration of South Asian culture,” fulfilled audience expectations as South Asian students showed off their talents in music, dance, and spoken word.
After finding the monumental website “MyLifeIsTwilight.com,” we of naturally spent hours perusing its painstakingly written and edited pages. What we found was a story of broken love, blood, pain, depression, celibacy, and sex—from the point of view of a 12-year-old girl. Enjoy.
It’s generally acknowledged that Wesleyan is well known for its dance scene—the Senior Dance showcases are unfailingly excellent, and the marathon end-of-semester department show is an impressive display of diversity and technical skill.
Entering the CFA Theater to see “Disfarmer” two Saturdays ago, I have to admit I was skeptical.
Jon may be a motorcycle-toting, incredibly potent, jerkoff, Kate could probably murder him, stow the body in a vat of acid, pour the acid in a river, and feed her eight children without a single person in the world knowing.
One of the most memorable Orientation events is Unspeakable Acts, a collection of skits and monologues designed to raise awareness of sexual violence and the resources available to survivors.
With our help, you, too, can experience all that the Wes art community has to offer. Don’t feel bitter. We’re sure cool acts will be here this year, too…
Top five first year college songs.
Historically speaking, the summer months are a time for wonderful, horrible movies (e.g. “Snakes On a Plane,” “The Love Guru,” anything involving Brendan Fraser).
Last Thursday night, student designers and models dared their audience to “rethink all definitions of sin and fashion” during “A Night of Fashionable Sin,” the annual Wesleyan fashion show.
When I interviewed Xiaoxi Tu a few weeks back about her senior thesis opera, “She Unnames Them,” she told me that the audience shouldn’t expect “propriety.”
“The Shy Courtier,” which ran last weekend at the ’92 Theater, was of a rare breed: its program featured recommended reading suggestions.
This weekends movies listings with short reviews.
I feel really, truly sorry for anyone who missed Second Stage’s production of “Songs for a New World,” which played Nov. 20-22 in WestCo Café. Directed and choreographed by Elizabeth Trammell ’10, with music direction by Stephanie Ross ’09, the show was an incredible display of creativity, talent and heart.
In the Director’s Notes for “The Poet and the Rent,” Dakota James Gardner’s ’11 writes, “What we present to you tonight is done with love…[everyone involved is] doing it for the love of the art. Because it’s fun.” This sense of fun and “love” was obvious in the Friday night’s performance, a quick, high-energy ride that left this appreciative audience member buzzing and in high spirits.
The ’92 Theater just wasn’t big enough to hold the audience that waited in the Zilkha Pavilion to see the Fall Senior Thesis Dance Concert, "Signs for Life," that took place last weekend.
Dressed in varying shades of gray and sporting a shock of white hair, Booker Prize-winning author Michael Ondaatje immediately grabbed the attention of the audience gathered in the Memorial Chapel last Wednesday night with his quiet opening remark.
Halfway through her performance of Bharata Natyam dance last Friday, world-renowned Indian dancer Anita Ratnam paused to thank the Wesleyan community for inviting her to the University’s annual Navaratri Festival.
The Sex Party-primed students who attended “Orpheus and Eurydice,” a dance performance by Compagnie Marie Chouinard last Friday and Saturday night at the CFA Theater, might most vividly remember the performers’ perfect bodies, golden pasties, and large phalluses. These images delivered immediate shock and elicited a distinct emotional response, but their ephemeral presence was eclipsed by the far more powerful experience of the work as a whole, which lingered afterwards like the hazy memory of an intense drug trip.
As Gayle Pemberton took the podium at Russell House on Wednesday night, she gave a regal wave and a mock bow, before spending the next several minutes jokingly attempting to curb the crowd’s adulation. But to the University community, the former professor of English, African American Studies and American Studies might as well be royalty. Chair of the English Department Ann duCille unabashedly conveyed the pride that she, along with many others, feels regarding Pemberton’s tenure on campus.