The James Stewart film that’s traditionally played around the holidays is It’s A Wonderful Life, but for those who aren’t like the other holiday movie watchers, The Shop Around The Corner is the more sophisticated choice.
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Put on your winter boots, and let’s find the best hot chocolate for you, because a sweet sip is just a short stroll from your favourite study spot.
For your sake and the sake of all fine artists currently displaying work at the Belkin, I hope you’ve avoided the official introductory blurb to the gallery’s latest exhibition, Aporia (Notes to a Medium).
My sister and I drag our bags into the elevator and stand in silence after an exhausting day of school. As we ascend, I get a funny feeling in my stomach.
Walking up to the Nest’s Egg, panting from the steps, you’ll hear the swinging contrabass, ad lib keys and brass grow louder.
Blank Vinyl Project is a pillar of Vancouver’s indie music community.
UBC Music Initiative president Misheel Enkhbayar comes from a family of singers.
On January 14, people gathered in the Frederic Wood Theatre for a reading of The Gaza Monologues organized by UBC Theatre and Film Students.
Jia Tolentino knows exactly why everyone is so obsessed with Succession.
A dazzling and ranged chorus, characters with pomp and vibrant textiles and scenery are just some of the ways UBC Opera is bringing Jules Massenet’s 1895 romantic opera Cendrillon — sung entirely in French — to life.
What would you feel if you held your soul in your hands? And if you did, could you ever live without it?
Is Vancouver's annual Hot Chocolate Festival nothing more than a very well done marketing ploy? Yes. Will I continue to happily hand over my money? Also yes.
People like to joke that lesbians never let go of their exes.
Has the end of winter got you down? Does midterm season have you feeling disembodied, uninspired? Perhaps your heart longs to drop that pen, close those books and spend the evening watching people absolutely slam each other down onto a padded floor.
When explorer and author Isabelle Eberhardt was old enough to roam Geneva’s streets, her father let her wander alone under one condition: that she wear trousers.
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