section: Arts And Culture
There are more than 200 results, only the first 200 are displayed here.
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Tim Kroenert
- 01 November 2012
4 Comments
I've never been a member of a cult, but I do have limited fringe experience of one fervent pentecostal church. The Master's portrayal of cult life chimes disturbingly with that experience. The cult members are attracted not just to the promise of meaning and belonging, but also to the eerie comfort of having someone else do their thinking.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Kerry Murphy
- 31 October 2012
3 Comments
We drove up a narrow road, on the dubious instructions of the GPS. Suddenly the car became unbalanced and the front wheel spun above the side of the road, which had collapsed. We were stuck. We could hear dogs barking in the night. After a while a car approached from one direction, and then a utility from the other.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Grant Fraser
- 30 October 2012
5 Comments
Peter, I gave you such handsome possibilities, had your face shining like a saint, and yet still, on this third occasion, you can only find a lie.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Tim Kroenert
- 25 October 2012
3 Comments
A narcissistic journalist's attempts to reunite with a former girlfriend reflect a human desire to resolve regret by returning to the past. Resolution for him lies in the agony and necessity of letting go. For his cynical intern and her eccentric friend, however, hope may be found in more metaphysical possibilities.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Frank O'Shea
- 24 October 2012
7 Comments
In their stylish red and blue uniforms, they were a central part of big football games. They played before the game and at half time, led the teams in a formal march, 60 or more kids blowing brass and beating drums. The thousands in the stands were unaware of the harshness that these boys faced every day.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Michael Sariban
- 23 October 2012
4 Comments
When ideology smashed the cathedrals, turned icons into rubble, congregation into crime, religion fell down in a heap, or seemed to ... Most people believed they knew better: countless lips kept doggedly whispering the fine-print headlines of saints. If the State was a rock, religion flowed round it.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Tim Kroenert
- 18 October 2012
On a television in a grimy bar, Barack Obama waxes lyrical about the unity of the people. In the foreground, a brutal and enigmatic enforcer of the criminal underworld scoffs. America is not a community, he counters — it's a business. 'I'm living in America, and in America, you're on your own.'
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Jena Woodhouse
- 16 October 2012
6 Comments
The pagemakers wear masks of chronic weariness, and stubbled cheeks: stoics conditioned by a heartless press ... Smoke rises from untidy desks as from a ship that's sinking fast, taking all hands on its burning deck ...
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Brian Matthews
- 12 October 2012
10 Comments
The name Charles Hughes Cousens is not one that has been canvassed during the lamentable and often tawdry debate about the Alan Jones affair, but perhaps it should have been. Cousens' ordeal as the target of a treason-baying press lies in the distant but pointed background to Jones' assault on Julia Gillard.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Philip Harvey
- 11 October 2012
6 Comments
It has never seemed just an accident that John Lennon and Paul McCartney first met at a church fete. The broad message of Christianity is at the very front of the lyric concerns of the Beatles, even if Christianity itself is rarely acknowledged. In art and belief, they were never interested in experimentation for its own sake but in how to make something new out of something old.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Brian Doyle
- 10 October 2012
13 Comments
She admires him more than any other man she ever met, not because of his position but because of the way he handled the rapes and lies and bankruptcy hearings, he never shirked a moment, he never was anything but blunt about sin and responsibility, and even in the darkest hours he managed some thorny flinty tough cheerfulness and humour.
READ MORE
-
ARTS AND CULTURE
- Peter Gebhardt
- 09 October 2012
2 Comments
'Coming up to Canberra was the worst. We came through some pretty atrocious thunderstorm weather ... It really is a delightful aircraft to fly even in those conditions.' Voice of Stuart Graham Pearce, killed as a test pilot in 1976, as heard by his son Guy 36 years later.
READ MORE