From the works scrawled onto cardboard of the early 40s to the rise of contemporary art in the 50s, this exhibition showcases the pluralism that Germany possessed during its restoration as a world power.
T’challa (Chadwick Boseman), the Black Panther and king of Wakanda, doesn’t get through the movie unscarred, but the complexity of questions he asks and the breadth of help he needs from his team and his people cement his place as one of the major heroes in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
A Higgs Boson powered particle accelerator sent to space to solve our energy crisis but instead, rips the space-time continuum?
When a massive energy crisis plunges the world population into a hellish existence, the Cloverfield Station is the last hope for our humble planet. Now, if only solving the energy crisis was so simple.
While I probably exist in the same realm of reality you occupy, Mei exists in the world of American Panda, the brainchild of MIT graduate Gloria Chao. American Panda, at first glance, is just a standard bildungsroman with a few reader-attracting tweaks: its protagonist’s main quest is to find a compromise between her parent’s goals for her future and her own, with a side battle that is Surviving MIT. But American Panda is not exactly that.
Bejar, along with the half dozen other members of Destroyer performed at The Sinclair near Harvard Square. Much like the opening lines of “Tinseltown Swimming in Blood,” from the latest album Ken, the group’s performance featured wonderfully colorful and evocative phrases that complemented each other with a surprising and wonderful strangeness.
It was nice to be in a theater seat, not jostling for a view of the stage, able to lean back and soak in the untroubled vibrations of Rostam’s creations. There was something very special about being able to hear tunes I know and love performed live, but not feeling pressured to shout along, or cheer louder than anybody else.
A woman scribbles rapidly into her old, worn-out notebook in the dim light of the bar. There’s a world buzzing around her, but the only things she sees in her peripheral vision are the dark colors of the counter and the clear bubbles in her drink. She’s focused on her writing, finding words for the feelings pulsing through her.
Red Rising is a well-written, original, and not too cliche dystopian novel with prose and story complexity that far exceeds The Hunger Games, but it is definitely less sophisticated than A Song of Ice and Fire.