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Kris Rothstein
Berlin Playground
Police, adjective, brilliant
Breaking Borders
After the Movie: Q & A's at VIFF
Kris Rothstein
Atom Egoyan and Nick Hornby
What are friends for? Men and the Theory of Proximity
Kris Rothstein
Prom Night in Mississippi
VIFF: A Ninja Without a Home and an Urban Homestead
Goodbye Lenin redux
Kris Rothstein
Sweetgrass: an embarrassment of sheep
Small Pockets of Poetry: Vancouver's Downtown Eastside
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (Night 2)
The best and worst part of the play is the Turkish delight sold in the lobby.
Kris Rothstein
Why you should like mumblecore
Laughing out loud with Ruth Rendell aka Barbara Vine
Pacific Rim String Quartet at the Pacific Theatre
Kris Rothstein
The Exploding Girl at VIFF
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
The Shrinking Space Of Poetry
Talkin' about a Dead Man's Pedal
Crawling for Culture on the Eastside
Michał Kozłowski
Sourdough Rendezvous 2009
The Sourdough Rendezvous festival features a wife carrying contest, axe throwing, and a prize for the woman with the harriest legs.
Reading about the Ocean Ranger
God Save the Queen E.
Pictures from a visit to Queen Elizabeth Park this summer mean more now that it's on the rocks.
After the Cold Rush
The Nutcracker Reconsidered
In  the ballet "The Nutcracker" rich people attend a cocktail party and are entertained by dancers, then a girl falls asleep and has a violent dream involving mice . . .  perfect for an amateur dance recital.
Losing Michael
Not throwing things away
Haven’t those distressingly conformist wreaths been there long enough?