Christmas is my favourite time of year. I always look forward to sitting in my cozy pyjamas with a cup of hot chocolate, and spending time with the people I care about most.
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Oh, the holidays. After we’ve all collectively endured a gruelling exam season, we are rewarded with the most wonderful time of the year — full of kinship, cheer, hope and seasonal films.
You know A Christmas Carol. It’s been done and overdone a thousand times — The Muppet Christmas Carol, Scrooged, Barbie in A Christmas Carol, Mickey’s Christmas Carol.
Santa Claus’ origin story has never been told quite as twisted as in Disney’s The Santa Clause.
In Pacific Theatre’s reimagining of the tale of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, siblings Peter and Lucy Pensieve are grown up, but still caught up in memories of their time in Narnia.
The UBC Symphony Orchestra’s (UBCSO) final show of 2023 was a glamourous nod towards some defining compositions of 20th century North America, rooted in classical and injected with jazz.
Would you spend Christmas with your ex’s family? Graham, Robbie Amell’s character in EXmas, cannot think of anything worse.
On December 3, Hania Rani filled the Chan Centre stage with pianos.
It’s hard to be alone during winter, especially when it seems like everyone else is spending their holiday season with family or friends.
Through the window of the Trout Lake Community Centre, the lake’s mirrored surface reflected back the silhouettes of willow trees in the brilliant winter sunlight.
I’ve been told by most people who loved her that I am the second coming of Julijana Trokšar.
UBC Choirs were joined by the Vancouver Brass Orchestra last Sunday at the Chan Centre to ring in the holiday season with a colourful selection of choral and brass works.
If you’ve been friends with me within the past two years, you’ll know that I have oddly strong opinions about the Alvin and the Chipmunks movies.
I needed time to sleep on Sleepless in Seattle before laying out my thoughts in a way that wasn’t laced with psychoanalytical frustrations towards our female lead — I didn’t prevail.
My learned enjoyment of London Fogs is rooted in my eagerness to feel like I’m part of a community.