Ah, brunch, that lovely weekend repast where breakfast meets lunch with a mimosa in one hand and a Bloody Mary in the other, where Eggs Benedict and Crème Brûlée French Toast can share the same buffet line with a steamship round of beef and a mountain of cold boiled shrimp.
For years, Central Texas towns such as Lockhart, Elgin, and Taylor have been home to some justifiably famous barbecue joints. Due to recent developments, tiny Spicewood west of Austin is now a necessary stop on the barbecue trail. Some of these places are of the meat market variety and others are full-service cafes. Whatever your pleasure, here's a partial list of joints within an hour's drive of Austin that were deemed worthy of inclusion in our 1999 Smokin' Hall of Fame.
In her documentary about the residents of east side Milwaukee's "Caesar's Park," Sarah Price captures many of the idiosyncrasies and quirks of her over-the-fence characters, but we're left, like the local walkabout, looking in vain for real "friends."
Scott J. Gill's porn doc wonders: How does a hammy kid from Flatbush, Queens -- the former Ronnie Hyatt, son of a physicist -- become the hirsute "Hedgehog," the most prolific and recognizable figure in adult film?
Stephen Ives tells the touching story of Tony and Sally Amato, the couple who founded a small New York company in 1948 and have been giving young singers a place to perform in full productions of classic operas for half a century.
Documentarian Alan Berliner explores his obsession with names, most specifically, his own name and the fact that he must share it with at least 12 other Alan (or Allen or Allan ) Berliners in the world.
This celebration of the Gypsies of Spain blends documentary and narrative styles to create a unique film, one which uses a simple story to tell volumes about a culture often misunderstood by the masses
Like The Sweet Hereafter, red deer is a meditative tale of loss and redemption which seeks answers in the unexplained events of everyday life. Unlike that 1997 critics favorite, however, red deer lacks the visual appeal to sustain this slowgoing narrative.
Part sci-fi, part exploitation, part hipster hymn to Frederick's of Hollywood, this ambitious flick loses its way at times but still brings home a point about prejudice, feminism, and star-crossed lovers.
Austin theatre actor Robert Fisher has the heart of a rock & roller, the work ethic of a medieval craftsman, and the style of a Bob Fosse. Either he's in the wrong business or he is, as playwright Kirk Lynn calls him, "a wonder."
I don't know what to believe about vitamin C! It was always promoted as safe and helpful for flu and colds, and now I hear that it may increase the risk of cancer and heart disease. Is it worth that risk just to take care of a cold?
What two new books -- Twentieth-Century Art of Latin America by Jacqueline Barnitz and Mexican Suite: A History of Photography in Mexico by Olivier Debroise -- arrive at, like the most chaotic of the Mexican murals, is a body of work that is crammed full of dissonant faces and lives while telling a seductive tale in numerous and curious tongues.