
Review: Harvest Festival
The inaugural Harvest Festival provided a glorious setting, sublime performances, and plenty of time for quiet contemplation whilst queuing for food and drinks.
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The inaugural Harvest Festival provided a glorious setting, sublime performances, and plenty of time for quiet contemplation whilst queuing for food and drinks.

It is in the spirit of a glass-half-full that we view Meat Loaf’s awesomely, spectacularly awful performance prior to the AFL Grand Final on Saturday.

Richard Ayoade’s directorial debut provides a sweet, subtle twist on the coming-of-age genre without really subverting its conventions.

A brief wrap of some of the more tolerable moments from this year’s glorified pie night.

In his debut Australian visit, alt-sitcom star Louis C.K. provided an hilariously dark and gleefully depraved set of pure stand-up comedy.

The world’s hottest physicist heads this week’s televisual picks, along with plasticine gardens and a spaghetti western for good measure.

Fascist special agents, Fantasy novels, and Flintstones. Yep, there’s stuff on the telly this week.

Adam Rozenbachs’ take on singledom is surprisingly fresh, in a performance punctuated by segments of gleeful improvisation.

While Hannah Gadsby’s lack of energy could be construed either as flatness or schtick, her innate charm transcends any claims of indolence.

In cartoons, alum puckered Sylvester The Cat’s mouth into a cat’s arse. Will this chemical compound do the same to your natural predators?

Critics revelled in spewing venom across the Linsday Lohan-helmed flop biopic Liz & Dick. But how did her Aussie (enough) co-star Grant Bowler fare?

Even the Olympics has indie cred: “I’m so cool I qualified for the Olympics before my nation’s sovereignty was even recognised, man”.

Fresh New York writing outlet n+1 ably (but irregularly) blows the cobwebs out of the stuffy lit-mag genre. Here’s a cheat sheet for the anti-literary magazine literary magazine.
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