In the film, Bronz's character is commissioned to compose a new national anthem for post-Oct. 7 Israel, and writes a warmongering ballad about destroying Gaza and 'love sanctified in blood.'
Set during the Roaring Twenties, the show takes place at the Manhattan apartment of Queenie (Jasmine Amy Rogers), a vaudeville bombshell, and her man of the moment, the comedian Burrs (Jordan Donica). Guests include a former prizefighter, a pair of piano-playing twins, an "ambisextrous" playboy, a stage diva past her prime, and someone's kid sister from Poughkeepsie.
On Franklin Street in Brooklyn's Greenpoint neighborhood, one non-commercial gallery fosters 'a small, stubbornly human space for friction.' Friction—the ubiquitous buzzword that captures the simultaneous delight and discomfort of doing things the slow way—is at the heart of artists Pap Souleye Fall and Char Jeré's current show at Subtitled NYC. It also reflects the overall spirit of this little exhibition space and of a burgeoning movement to reject our culture of optimization in favor of a bumpier, more intimate, less alienating experience.
From reproductive rights to climate change to Big Tech, The Independent is on the ground when the story is developing. Whether it's investigating the financials of Elon Musk's pro-Trump PAC or producing our latest documentary, 'The A Word', which shines a light on the American women fighting for reproductive rights, we know how important it is to parse out the facts from the messaging.
Two years ago, the annual Under the Radar festival (which showcases international, experimental and multidisciplinary theater) was unexpectedly canceled by the Public Theater, its longtime presenter, due to financial issues. In response, the festival was quickly reconceived as a citywide effort involving several other theater companies, allowing it to move forward. The festival, now in its 21st edition, returns this month with productions at theaters across the city from Jan. 7 to 25.
The newly discovered moving image work—totaling over an hour in length—includes eight new Screen Test portraits of Warhol collaborators and unused footage shot for his films Batman Dracula, Sleep, and Couch. The most significant find is several rolls of pornographic footage that shed new light on Warhol's ambitions in the 1960s. They prove that the artist had been capturing explicit scenes on the couch of his famous Factory studio long before making Blue Movie, the salacious 1969 feature that would inspire a "porno chic" phenomenon.
The Sundance Film Festival concludes its 2026 edition this weekend, marking its final year in its iconic home of Park City, Utah, before moving on to its new host city in Boulder, Colorado next year. As we continue to look back at the hefty legacy of queer films that premiered there over the years, this week we'll revisit a landmark lesbian drama that put a beloved '80s icon back in the spotlight, and kickstarted the career of one of the most representative filmmakers of the New Queer Cinema wave.
Inside NYC-based artist Mark Dorf's project Late Pastoral, the ecological world is trapped in a rear-illuminated print. It's real - but something is off, it's been digitally altered, data-noise clutters images of glowing plant life. Shaped by the pervasive influence of technology, design and the rhythms of digital connectivity, even nature becomes at one with the unreal. Non-human nature is the main thesis of Mark's wide-spanning digital art works, offering reflections on our digital age.
In the case of the Hungarian filmmaker Béla Tarr, who has died after a long illness, at the age of seventy, I confess that I'd expected-without necessarily hoping for-a faint premonition, perhaps a grim tingle in our collective cinephile sixth sense. Tarr, unique among his European art-film contemporaries, cut an almost oracular figure. The greatest of the nine features he directed,
Before he was a filmmaker, David Lynch was a painter and, if you're familiar with his esoteric filmmaking practice - peppered as it is with some of cinema's most indelible imagery - it all makes a lot of sense. A year after the auteur's passing, a newly opened show at Pace Gallery's Berlin space, Die Tankestelle, foregrounds Lynch's career-spanning fine art practice and its inextricable link to his cinematic oeuvre.