I have never been a big fan of comedians who resort to crude, shock humour, riddled with curse words that would make a sailor proud. So it was refreshing to get along to Wash Your Mouth Out, at Vault at the Q Theatre, in Auckland.

From the start, Sarah Chang seemed to project impatience rather than impetuosity, writes William Dart.

One of the later sequences in this heavily armed action flick takes place in a bullfighting ring. Yes, we're now in Spain. No kidding.

There's no use crying about TV remakes ruining the past, writes Karl Puschmann. You're much better off crying about them ruining the future.

The wonderful choristers of the American Boychoir School (is "boychoir" even a word?) in Princeton, New Jersey, are the heart and soul of this production. But all the star power at the top of the bill cannot save a sentimental paint-by-numbers film.

One of New Zealand's most talented clowns makes magic out of nothing, alone in his spotlight, tights and singlet, Janet McAllister writes.

Diaz Grimm doesn't muck around. With just a handful of singles to his name, the Cambridge MC kicks off his debut album with his best song yet, a walloping combination of futuristic thuds and cascading choirs that would make Kanye West cry out in envy.

It was a scream that startled the neighbours. I'd been fumbling around a blackened basement looking for the power switch when something grabbed my ankle. It didn't have any legs. And it was trying to eat me.

I always thought Blur got more interesting towards the end of their time.

21 comics over three-and-a-half hours became 'comedy as punishment' at last night's Comedy Gala.

Toni Collette is fabulous and utterly convincing in this low-key drama about a magazine music writer whose latest assignment is to go in search of her ex-boyfriend, cult rock hero Matthew Smith, who mysteriously disappeared 10 years ago.

Thursday's concert came with transtasman connections, being played by the Sydney Symphony Orchestra a day before the New Zealand Symphony Orchestra delivered it to us.

Motorbike title Ride hasn't exactly reinvented the wheel. All it's really done is removed two.

Almost a quarter-century of Mortal Kombat has brought us to this, the Xth edition of a series heavy on the blood and liberal with the letter K.

For Russian writer-director Zvyagintsev, whose 2003 debut The Return deeply impressed, this is feature number four, though only his second to be seen here outside festivals.

This is McGlashan's third solo album and though the previous two had plenty of terrific songs, they had a grab-bag kind of feel about them.

After a difficult start with the comings and goings of numerous directors and stars, including Katherine Heigl and Natalie Portman, this epic romantic drama about a woman who remains aged 29 for almost eight decades finally sees the light of day.

Ricky Martin kicked off his global One World Tour at Auckland's Vector Arena last night. But it wasn't what fans were hoping for.

Back-door internet TV services this week defied a ‘cease and desist’ order from the country’s biggest broadcasters. Geoff Cumming considers what happens now.

The title of Auckland Philharmonia Orchestra's concert, Out of This World, hinted at Dutilleux's Tout un monde lointain that was on the bill; but it also nailed, in just four words, the APO's trademark programming savvy.

Blackbird Ensemble's latest sortie into chamber music cabaret involves a wide-ranging playlist, from Nick Cave to The Smiths, Gillian Welch to Nina Simone.

TV reviewer Duncan Greive checks in with the latest from the CSI franchise and enjoys the entertaining silliness of it's cyber sleuths.

Baby boomers were celebrating last night as Rod Stewart led his latest world tour to Vector Arena in Auckland.

Russell Baillie reviews the first episode of Game of Thrones' fifth season, The Wars to Come.