Luke: In new anti-Christmas comedy, father goes on one-man crusade against most commercial time of year
Here we are in early July, and "Murphy Vs Christmas" is set to premiere at the Galway Film Fleadh, followed by a wide release.
Keeping the Nobel Prize winner’s former home as a museum hasn’t really worked out. So Dublin City Council is looking into giving it a new life, with a new purpose.
They tried to come for the amplifiers but they’ve settled for the backing tracks.
June 20 was the shortest night of the year, and a full moon. Brendan Mac Evilly spent it cycling around Dublin, taking photos.
This designer-turned-illustrator’s work is inspired by “circus, burlesque artists and the glamour of drag queens”. It’s the latest in our series on works by contemporary Dublin artists.
Check out the launch of singer Roslyn Steer’s new album, decorate banners ahead of Belfast’s Rally for Choice and more. Here’s what to do in the week ahead.
Check out artist Juha Arvid Helminen’s dark meditations on power and uniform, swing by the Light House Cinema for cult classic Society, and other events.
The latest in our series on works by contemporary artists is a portrait by Ireland-based Korean artist Jung A Han. This is just a detail, click through to see the whole thing.
Redrawing Dublin try the Middle Eastern feasting menu at Brother Hubbard on Capel Street. And ruminate on how planners should respond to the growing number of restaurants in the city.
“For me, cinema is the gateway to the rich and detailed view of the world that those more fortunate than myself experience every day,” writes Luke Maxwell.
Inspired by emigration, artist Adelle Hickey’s work is meant to “create fragile atmospheres, perhaps to suggest that a . . . piece of us is constantly emerging or slowly ebbing away”.
What’s on this week? Mudhoney’s playing at Whelan’s, Fried Plantain Collective’s putting on a night of Black female performance at Beerhouse, there’s a gender-and-sexuality conference at Trinity, and more.
Like someone scratching steadily at a dull, tarnished surface, Brennan reveals, without ceremony, bright glints of what lies beneath. Suddenly the reader is confronted with the terror of isolation that comes with being human.