It makes sense that Robert Wilson comes from Texas. Sure, his theatrical productions are firmly grounded in the interdisciplinary avant-garde, but they also have much in common with that four-hour dustbowl epic of 1950s cinema, "Giant." His works are massive and rangy, ghost towns under a slow heat a
It was at an Abel Gance retrospective in 1967 that Henri Langlois broke the news. Film historians had always considered Gance's "La Folie du Docteur Tube" (1915) a harbinger of Surrealism. But, Langlois explained, its extraordinary mess of distortion and hallucination was an accident. The opening
With long, lithe, limber legs, impossibly arching feet, and enviable turn-out, Michael Clark's physique resembles that of a ballerina. He has even pushed that comparison himself by donning a tutu. On the other hand, he's also danced around in an "I Hate NY" T-shirt and his birthday suit.
Drawing from a tradition that embraces excess -- whether it be in poetry, rock 'n' roll, life, or all of the above -- Patti Smith brings passion and wit to her rough-edged, anarchist music. Her songs recall the lives of such debauched, ecstatic souls as Rimbaud, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, and James