LOU’S VIEWS: The wheeled deal at the IMA
The fact that I never dreamed of cars didn’t diminish the appeal of “Dream Cars”
The fact that I never dreamed of cars didn’t diminish the appeal of “Dream Cars”
IBJ won the national general excellence award for weeklies from the Society of American Business Editors and Writers late last month, beating out fellow finalists Advertising Age and the Portland Business Journal.
You could feel that split between those who knew what would be catapulted over the French castle wall and those baffled, at least at first, by what all the silliness was about.
Judges wrote: “The IBJ’s innovation and moxie shot it to the top" of the general excellence category. They praised the depth and range of news stories as well as last September’s Interview Issue and its collection of “diverse and edgy” interviews.
Will hotel guests pay more to sleep under a Picasso or eat inside a piece of art posing as a bamboo hut? Some hoteliers say they already are.
“Dirty Bomb” is the latest book of poetry by Mark Neely, who recently landed one of 36 NEA creative writing grants,
Well, at least you can’t say that Bacon, Legs & Turntables is copying anyone’s concept.
Four days and eight new plays lead to a greater appreciation of adventurous audiences.
Stunning in its focus, understated in its design, “Art Meets News” at the Indiana State Museum showcases photos by Bill Foley.
You might have already dined at Yard House on a business trip to California, its home base, where it has 20 locations. Or Las Vegas, where its three outposts include the Red Rock Casino.
The first franchise location for Punch Burger will be at 12525 Old Meridian St. in space that formerly housed When Eddie Met Salad. It’s expected to open in July.
Lou Harry reviews Indiana Repertory Theatre’s production of “What I Learned in Paris” (through April 12) and Dance Kaleidoscope’s “Ray & Ella.”
Before the spunky Fiona showed her true colors in “Shrek,” fairy-tale tropes were turned upside down in “The Paper Bag Princess.” Ben Asaykwee’s theatrical adaptation does it justice.
I say vive la difference when it comes to eateries on Mass Ave, especially when a new taste in the area is presented in such a bright, fun way.
Indiana Historical Society celebrates the famed department store… and brings the cherub to eye level.
Separated from most of its fellow International Marketplace eateries by Interstate 65, Chapati features recipes passed down through generations.
There are no “Cash for Gold” placard-wearers in the “Gold! Riches and Ruin” exhibition. But a clear message is nonetheless delivered
Lou Harry’s [March 9] wink-wink-nudge-nudge review of Twin Peaks isn’t a moral outrage. It’s not demeaning to women (who certainly don’t need a man’s help to defend themselves). It’s just laughable.
The individuals in the quintet have had to work around busy academic and performance schedules, which means Icarus Ensemble plays publicly together only about a dozen times a year.
Who besides weary male travelers temporarily housed in nearby hotels is likely to go to a breastaurant—er, restaurant—where the defining elements are the physical attributes of the wait staff?