“Go Back to China,” director and writer Emily Ting’s second feature film, has compelling characters, suspenseful situations, and tough talk. What it doesn’t have is much gild on the lily.
A group of Chinese American teenagers is fighting the coronavirus with art. The Pacific Artists’ Alliance (PAA), a dozen mostly schoolgirls in the Seattle area, has organized an online auction to sell artwork by local artists to raise money for hospitals in Washington state.
Most Americans seeing a turban-wearing Sikh, with a long beard, would not automatically assume such a man called Charlotte, N.C., his home, growing up.
Now in its 15th year, the annual Seattle Children’s Film Festival counts itself as “a teenager now, deciding who it wants to be when it grows up,” in the humorous terms of festival director Elizabeth Shepherd. She’s held that title since the first festival back in 2005, so she should know.
Even before “Fresh Off the Boat’’ hit the airwaves on ABC in February 2015, the show was facing pressure that other new shows weren’t.
The heavy thud of punches and kicks smacking punching bags could be heard through the walls of a gym for Muay Thai, a martial arts fighting style from Thailand.
“Come As You Are” is about three young men with physical disabilities. Scotty (Grant Rosenmeyer) is a paraplegic, Matt (Hayden Szeto) has use of his arms but is also restricted to a wheelchair, and Mo (Ravi Patel) is partially blind—to the point where he has to use a magnifying glass to read and cannot drive a car.
To start this review, I’d like to be clear: If I were in high school and the five love letters I wrote to my secret crushes got delivered to them, there’s no chance any of them would’ve returned my affections.
“There will be… liberal use of stage blood, should occasion warrant it,” warns the email invite confirmation to “The Angel in the House,” a new play written and directed by Seattle’s Sara Porkalob.
Harley Quinn (née Harleen Quinzel) and the Joker (aka “puddin’”) have broken up. Now, she is on her own without the Joker to protect her against the wrath of everyone she ever wronged. She is, apparently, not liked. In “Birds of Prey” (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn), we have a sequel of sorts to Suicide Squad.