Arts

It’s great to see that Cal Poly is finally getting with the times. Really, the fact that I can eat on campus without forcing freshmen to let me use their Plu$ dollars is really very exciting. But no matter how big the Rec Center is, or how many Starbucks kiosks pop up on campus, it is still impossible for anyone to find a parking spot.

“What would you do if you only had one more day?” read the front cover of “The Amazing Spider-Man” No. 544, the first of a four-part storyline that revamped the superhero’s life.

To answer the question, if fans value the character of Peter Parker, reading that very storyline would not be included on their list of things to do.

OK guys, so I might be a bit of a fan of Kitsuné Records, and if that makes me one of those douchey, hipster, indie-dance-pop sleazetwats, I don’t even care. I don’t even care. Because I just listened to their new compilation, “Kitsuné Maison 5,” and it’s fancy – probably the fanciest one they’ve done so far! It is in the spirit of this fanciness that I write this sparkly review.

Ready for a lesson in the fragility of the human body? “Rambo” can teach you everything you need to know.

If you’re looking for an ’80s formula action movie with modern special effects, this is it. And it is awesome. An intensely gory film depicting modern combat and the wretched condition of those living under a genocidal regime, “Rambo” should succeed in entertaining the action-film junkie while tugging gently on their heartstrings.

In 1997, Philip Roth published “American Pastoral,” the first in his America trilogy, which examined the evolving socio-cultural-political landscape of the United States in the half-century following World War II. Next came “I Married a Communist” and then “The Human Stain” in 2000, ending the trilogy on an anguished and impassioned high note.

With a line that stretched almost the entire block of Garden Street between Marsh and Higuera streets, filmmaker Trevor Povah could never have imagined that the premiere of his latest film would produce such a turnout.

He and the staff at Downtown Brewing Co.

When celebrity blogger Perez Hilton visited Cal Poly Thursday, I expected a night filled with juicy gossip and nonstop laughs. Instead, I was left with Perez’s life story and endless promotional plugs for his upcoming projects.

Now don’t get me wrong, the entire event wasn’t a bust.

To epic flicks, people herd like cattle, so bring out the beasts, it’s time to battle. Hollywood is out of control right now. Ever since the era of computer-driven special effects began, we’ve been seeing epic movie after epic movie. But you gotta wonder, how will this escalation of epic-ness end? We saw epic war movies like “Troy” come out and dazzle us by showing thousands of ships carrying men with stupidly long hair to battle.

Tom Papa and Marc Maron may have stood on the same stage Saturday night, but that’s where the similarities end.

The two very different comedians performed for more than 500 audience members at the Christopher Cohan Performing Arts Center, garnering a mixed response.

“Rambo” returns to the big screen, Diane Lane fights serial killers in “Untraceable” and Francis Ford Coppola makes his return with “Youth Without Youth.”

A guitar, a washboard, a small two-piece guitar kit with a five-gallon bucket, and the occasional harmonica – these are the instruments used by Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band to produce their grassroots and wholly unique throwback sound.

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band, ironically consisting of only three people, defines itself as prewar, rural country blues – the kind of blues that is more about rawness than anything else.