I Love You Phillip Morris: Ecstatic

I always enjoy a good caper.  Like Catch Me If You Can, this movie runs through escapade after adventure after near-death experience, then starts topick up. Like Catch Me If You Can, I Love You Phillip Morris is about the main character’s search for his identity.  Unlike Catch Me, Phillip Morris’s protagonist is, in his…

One Kleck, Six Klecks

I love having the inside word on creative goings on in DC.  If I didn’t personally know a playwright (a real live playwright), I might have missed Rorschach Theater’s Klecksography on Sunday afternoon. A kleck is German for what you and I would call an inkblot.  A Klecksography is six mini-plays, all written and workshopped…

Crowdsourcing at Central

It’s always nice to feel included. This time being included means weighing in on the new late night bar menu at Michel Richard’s Central in Penn Quarter.  Pretend you’re Dutch and say it with me, Centraal.  Good. Central is haute American cuisine, lobster burgers, hanger steak au poivre, and the heavenly redone Kit Kat bar…

Black Swan: Couldn’t Get Into It

Sitting in the theater as the credits rolled, I felt like one of the critics from The Muppet Show.  And I still feel now the way I felt then: I did not like this movie. I know, you’re shocked.  Everyone loves Black Swan, you say.  Okay, let’s break it down. I’m going to get past my…

Tangled: Just Do It

Maybe I’m entering a second childhood, but I really enjoyed Tangled.  Now now, those of you who voted for a review of Black Swan are still in luck; going to that tonight.  Nothing like an intense and probably very frightening drama on a cold snowy night. Back to Tangled.  As I waddled home in the…

Capitol Hill Books Is Perfect

I have found my Platonic ideal in Capitol Hill Books.  This bookstore is everything a used bookstore should be. It has mounds and stacks and piles of semi-organized books filling up its two stories in Eastern Market.  It has an amiable yet prickly proprietor.  It is filled with bookish customers discussing deep thoughts.  It is perfect….

Candide at the Shakespeare Theater

Of course, a play alternately called Optimism is going to end on a real down note.  I was so depressed leaving the theater last night, I wanted Voltaire to come back to life so I could give him a hug. It was certainly the saddest musical I’ve ever seen (Oklahoma gets points for just being…

The Happy Hour Chronicles: Peregrine Espresso

Stepping into Peregrine Espresso can make you forget all your cares.  This is very high praise for a place close to the Hill, frequented by Hill staffers with needy representatives, staffers who need to forget their cares as they gear up for the coming session. I had high expectations: The Roast, a local coffee blog,…

The Happy Hour Chronicles: Jaleo

Since I have a soft spot in my heart for Spanish food, I purposefully do not go to Spanish restaurants in DC.  I felt sure that anything falling short of expectations would just be a disappointment. Case in point: La Tasca. But I was pleasantly surprised with Jaleo.  Not only was the food delicious and…