Acrobatic satire of American go-getter culture.

An athletic, quick-witted sex symbol.

A slim, reticent oeuvre.

The Rat to the Rescue

Elixir Vitae

He wrote a funny, angry portrait of working-class life.

Movement is protagonist; dance’s meaning is action.

A green-tongued and hairy-backed icon.

The Gorbals Die-Hards Go into Action

Best served over a jagged block of ice.

Planet X

A Sound in a Dream

In each of his fields of engagement, he stands for humanity.

He divined messages from helmet and flak jacket inscriptions.

She watches the world and reacts, viscerally, and she is us.

Dreaminess and lyricism in horror.

He gave himself to Tiny Tim, and Tiny gave himself to us.

She opened the floodgates of televisual self-parody.

The Birth of Cuanduine

“Ward Bond is a shit but he’s our favorite shit.”

Who was that masked man?

The Second Battle of the Cruives

Today he would publish Pussy Riot rather than Turgenev.

Marco Does Not Answer