One of the many sucky aspects of Michael Jackson’s death last year was how it hijacked what should’ve been a year commemorating the 25th anniversary of Prince’s Purple Rain. With Jacko safely entombed, Prince’s audiovisual blockbuster gets a well-earned victory lap at Central Cinema. The movie remains a ridiculous mess—psychodramatic band interactions played out with puppets! Aggressive misogyny played for laughs!—but the musical sequences will forever be enough to cause sane people to hyperventilate. (Central Cinema, 1411 21st Ave,
686-6684. 7 and 9:30 pm, $6, late show 21+.)
David Schmader—former weed columnist and Stranger associate editor—is the author of the solo plays Straight and Letter to Axl, which he’s performed in Seattle and across the US. His latest... More by David Schmader
Purple Thang
That’s not Lake Minnetonka.
And in my bedroom…I have a brassss…..waterbed….