The best bet in Atlantic City on Friday night was Erasure.
A fast-moving, action packed trifle that doesn’t linger for very long.
Baffling, sloppy, unfocused, and heavy-handed — but not lazy.
They’re gonna need a bigger venue.
AKA “It’s My Turn to Get an Action Franchise!”
A movie about music that doesn’t let the songs play.
It might be braver for them to wipe the grin off and try something more earnest.
A reminder that there’s a beating heart underneath the meat dress.
The young Swede matures and makes a case to be taken seriously.
Former Ponytail guitarist and Japanese experimental pop vocalist team up again.
Sentimental, but not in that good E.T., Dead Poets Society way.
A celebration of the life, dance, and record collection of Afrika Bambaataa.
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