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Review: Restless City

Andrew Dosunmu's pseudo-noir Restless City tries to avoid "style over substance."
Andrew Dosunmu's pseudo-noir
By MILES BOWE  |  August 17, 2012

Portland Stage goes noir

Dead guys, mysterious dames, mobsters, dirty cops, and a handsome array of handguns are all in a night's work for Philip Marlowe, novelist Raymond Chandler's quintessential LA private eye.
Adaptive ensemble
By MEGAN GRUMBLING  |  February 17, 2012

Review: L.A. Noire

When a game comes saddled with as much hype as L.A. Noire , one is tempted to judge it by an unattainable standard.
Cold case
By MITCH KRPATA  |  May 27, 2011

Empirical Formulas: Top Boston bartenders create cocktails straight out of Boardwalk Empire

Consider if you will the top-notch television dramas that have become part of the pop-culture landscape over the past few years - Mad Men, Big...
By Stuff Boston  |  January 24, 2011

Review: Spring Fever

Director Lou Ye takes his noir seriously: most of this forlorn love triangle (or pentangle, as five individuals are involved) unravels almost invisibly in darkness and shadows.
Artful, dreary, and pointless
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 10, 2010

Drear leaders

On the Black Heart Procession’s first visit to Boston, back in ’98, the duo hunched on chairs at the Middle East downstairs surrounded by equipment — keyboards, guitars, a musical saw, an array of percussion.
The Black Heart Procession stick to the low road
By MATT PARISH  |  October 30, 2009


Hardboiled hub

When I was growing up in Roslindale a few decades back — among tribes of ignorant, second-generation immigrant kids whose favorite words began with “f” and “n” and who liked to torture small animals and beat up small children before they moved on to thei
The city’s gritty, criminal underbelly has redefined the dark, artistic vision known as Boston noir
By PETER KEOUGH  |  October 23, 2009
PODCAST: James Ellroy reads from Blood's A Rover at the Brattle

PODCAST: James Ellroy reads from Blood's A Rover at the Brattle

James Ellroy, the self-described demon dog of American crime fiction, has been pulling the same literary-Crazy-Eddie schtick for years -- he was doing it, for...
By Carly Carioli  |  September 24, 2009
Ain't No Party Like a Hotel Party

Ain't No Party Like a Hotel Party



Boston's hotel bars are heating things up and packing 'em in 

On a recent Friday night, the crowd waiting to get into the Liberty Hotel (215 Charles Street, Boston, 617.224.4000) was about 30 well-dressed people deep. Inside, diners, drinkers, revelers, and presumably some actual hotel guests swarmed the lobby. It was a typical weekend night at the Liberty, the holding-cell-turned-hotspot that emerged on the local nightlife map just over a year ago. And the momentum doesn’t appear to be slowing down.

The idea of hotel bars used to conjure up two starkly different — yet similarly unsexy — images. Images, on the one hand, of dark rooms awash in mahogany and filled with a sea of suits and power politicians drinking $20 martinis; images synonymous
By Erin Souza  |  October 17, 2008

Get Mad about it

Get Mad about it

 Sunday nights, typically spent recuperating from the weekend’s debauchery, now offer a reason to carry on the madness. Put on your best pencil skirts and...
By webteam  |  August 21, 2008
Kristi McNeil @ Night

Kristi McNeil @ Night

Late againShe spent three years tending and managing the bar and the past year as general manager at Noir at the Charles Hotel, so Kristi McNeil...
By Erin Byers Murray  |  July 11, 2008