The new “Punk: Chaos to Couture” exhibition at New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art is sort of like its very own Costume Institute Gala co-chair, Rooney Mara. You know: the type who’d sport some fake tattoos, a new haircut, a blank look, and pretend to be a hacker anarchist within the glamorous context of cinema, when in actuality her family owns the New York Giants and she’s probably never dipped so much as a pinkie toe into the Pirate Bay to acquire what she can’t afford to buy, let alone honed her skills to hack it like Anonymous.
While the International Business Times named BeyoncÃ© and Jay-Z pop music’s first billionaire couple this week, R&B icon Lauryn Hill appeared in court again regarding the tax-evasion charges she pleaded guilty to last year. Fifteen years ago, Hill was both a single mother and a superstar, poised to take her place on top of the world with the release of her soon-to-be multi-Grammy-winning album, The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill. Now, as the recording artist faces possible jail time for her avoidance of Uncle Sam, we’re left to wonder: what happened to this woman who was once “more powerful than two Cleopatras?”
During the month of spring-break reveling, on the weekend of St. Paddy’s debauchery and precisely on the epic Friday of the Ides of March, Harmony Korine’s new film, Spring Breakers, made its limited-release debut in New York and LA. And quite a debut it was: the film pulled in $270,000 from showings in only three US theaters, a limited-release record for 2013. As the film expands its reach from three to about 1,000 theaters this coming weekend, it looks like these sunbathing revelers can expect serious dolla bills, y’all.
Eddie Amador’s 1997 dancefloor classic “House Music” proudly and repeatedly declares, “Not everyone understands house music: it’s a spiritual thing, a body thing, a soul thing.”