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Experience Northeast Florida parks’ extensive (not expensive) offerings of nature
Fill your summer with art that’s a different kind of priceless
OFFENSE SITTERS Wednesday, May 27
Descrambling the populist reaction to edgy art is a debate that’s rarely over easy
RIP THIS JOINT Wednesday, May 27
BARNYARD STOMPERS
WHAT I GOT WRONG Wednesday, May 27
Following up on pre-election prognostications
COMEDY Wednesday, May 27
MARLON WAYANS
MUSIC FROM BIG PINK (FLOYD) Wednesday, May 27
BRIT FLOYD
DRONE ATTACK Wednesday, May 27
An impressive performance by Ethan Hawke keeps this shaky 21st-century war story on target
FOOTLOOSE Wednesday, May 27
LOCAL DANCE
HAMMER TIME Wednesday, May 27
A reviewer in the Village Voice once wrote about Mickey Spillane, author of the Mike Hammer novels, that “Spillane is like eating takeout fried chicken: so much fun to consume, but you can feel those lowlife grease-induced zits rising before you’ve finished the first drumstick.” I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not, but love him or hate him (it’s usually either/or for fans and critics), Mickey Spillane definitely made his mark.