The last film I saw before lockdown was one of the best Black romance films I’ve seen in nearly 20+ years.
My very-late, but still-relevant review of the ACT’s show about this unsung heroine of baseball history.
If any white celeb owes us an apology, it’s the so-called “prince of pop”.
UPDATE: you call THAT an apology?!
My belated look at 2019 puts 2020 into perspective.
Rotimi Agbabiaka delivers another winning solo show satirizing race, sexuality, and hunger for fame.
A Christmas screen-hop features Black Power, White romance, and Sci-Fi. Guess which one I loved?
Christina Anderson’s examination of Black bodily autonomy is wonderfully realized by Crowded Fire.
Tony Kushner’s critically-acclaimed musical gets worthy staging by Ray of Light.
Shotgun delivers one of the year’s best shows with James Ijames’ meditation on Black lives ended too soon.
When the MCU reboots the ‘X-Men’ film series, here’s the one change they NEED to make.