Remember when bands cared about albums as an art form? Instead of
slapping together a dozen tracks because, hey, they'll just end up on
everyone's iPod shuffle anyway, musicians considered how their songs
might congeal as a whole or form some sort of dram
I might have been 10 or I might have been 12. It might have been on a Saturday or a Sunday afternoon back in the three network days when old B movies were off-time filler on broadcast television. I stumbled across a movie set in a castle in the Mojave Desert, a Gothic fantasy amid the cacti inhabited by an obsessive historian creatively enveloping himself in a medieval environment. The castle had no electricity or telephone (indoor plumbing wasn’t mentioned). The plot concerned the castle’s guests, who kept dropping dead.
Recently I rediscovered this murder mystery on the new DVD set “Charlie Chan Vol. 5.” Castle in the Desert wasn’t unforgettable but it left an impression—it wasn’t great art but well crafted entertainment with an insight or two into human psychology.
The latest installment in a series of Charlie Chan sets features actor Sidney Toler, who replaced Warner Oland after the latter’s death in 1938. My impression is that Oland was a little more fluid than Toler, a little more natural seeming as a Caucasian playing a Chinese detective.
Whether Oland or Toler, the idea of a non-Oriental in a Chinese role has become offensive to contemporary sensibilities—partly because it deprived Orientals of lead roles in Hollywood and partly for easily allowing stereotypes to surface in the depiction. But in the context of their time, few found it strange. Actors were supposed to be able to span time, space and even race in their roles. The Chan movies did walk a fine line between indulging the audience’s stereotypes and overcoming them. Chan was often the victim of bigotry from the dimmer characters in his films, but allowed the slights to slide off his white suit without leaving a stain. In the end, he was always the smartest character in the room.

Elvis Costello's frequent collaborator T-Bone Burnett produced Secret, Profane & Sugarcane,
an Americana-inflected album working with country and folk traditions
for images of sawdust floors set to mandolin and fiddle. Costello
intended one s
You wouldn’t expect to find T-bone and sirloin dinners at a place with stool seating and a location next to a shop hawking cell phones and cigarettes. But one of the city’s most evocatively named eateries, ZaZa Steak & Lemonade (4919 W. Capito
The enduring fantasy of older men is that a gorgeous
young woman will fall in love with them, find them sexually arousing
and long to imbibe their wisdom while sitting at their feet. That
fantasy is the spring driving Woody Allen's often-hilarious f
Away We Go, a droll comedy-cum-drama by director Sam Mendes (American Beauty),
perceptively explores the lives of more-or-less ordinary 30-somethings
lost in a world without much meaning. Verona (Maya Rudolph) and Bu


