W.E. is all about shameless visual pleasure, but not of the kind Laura Mulvey warned us back in the day.
Unwieldiness seems to follow Madonna’s W.E. wherever it goes.
One of our favorite indie labels, Paper Bag Records, has released a track-for-track cover of Madonna’s True Blue album.
The song’s message is certainly one that the world’s youth needs to hear now more than ever.
Ferrara’s film is as rambling and all over the place as his previous foray into documentary filmmaking, Chelsea on the Rocks.
If this isn’t the definition of “peak Gaga,” then I don’t know what is.
While immensely entertaining, this is hard to consider very original or groundbreaking.
The British designer’s aesthetic consistently reflected the music avant-garde, blurring the borders between runway and reality.
Due to semi-popular demand, we’ve decided to post #101—250 of both our Best of the Aughts: Albums and Best of the Aughts: Singles lists.
Madonna’s mother died when she was six. But you knew that already. The rest you probably didn’t know, but should.
Speaking of things that are too hard to hold on to, Celebration’s other major deviation from the Immaculate template is primarily structural.
It’s no surprise that Madonna’s new show comes off not unlike an act of self-defense.
The documentary is content to slide on hagiography and shortchange cultural critique.
Filth and Wisdom presents a sweet, grimy, convincing enough portrait of people struggling to make something of themselves.
As with most Madonna albums, it’s impossible to talk about the music without addressing the cultural context that produced it.
Hard Candy is the album Confessions on a Dance Floor was supposed to be, both in terms of musical style and overall progression.
This is the quintessential statement on the crushing pressures of being a Kabbalist pop star at 49.
Fox News’s Roger Friedman has called for a boycott of Rolling Stone.
Word of advice to Madonna: Work with notoriously bratty directors more often.
The album’s unsexiness says more about the mentality of the early ’90s than any other musical document of its time.