Snakes and Shadows: History as Poetry in Chris Tse’s Year of Snakes
Cross Tory Street heading toward Aro; banish the Carrilon’s long shadow behind the white-and-teal Bible Society on your left, Nurse Maude’s mosaic gaze upon your right shoulder. Point your nose toward Tara-Ngaki Street – “shining mountain-peak” – and feel Haining Street incline beneath your feet as Tory’s constant woosh recedes into urban din. The senses […]
Reviewing the review: David Burton’s goose is cooked
Wellington has one daily newspaper, and that newspaper has one restaurant critic, who certainly has his own… distinctive style. The Fly has decided that David Burton needs some accountability. We’re giving him his own series. Normally the Fly is prepared to see David Burton’s reviews as some kind of strange performance art, but his “review” of […]
The Owls Are Not What They Seem
You know that we’re big fans of Madame Fancy Pants. You know what we’re not fans of? Thieves! Dear MFP lovelies, Sorry to say that our big competition will be canceled as someone has stolen your prize. 🙁 If you happen to know of someone acquiring a Deadly Ponies Mr Night Owl bag.…? If you […]