PAR-SIGHTED VISION: PGA Golf Management Program at UNLV aims at all of the sport’s hospitality potential
A sage knows that age isn’t just a state of mind. It’s a state of play. Assuming the sage swings a mean five-iron — whatever their age.
“Now you’re going to throw a little ball into that trashcan over there,” says the college student pretending to be a teacher, trying to teach other college students pretending to be 7-year-olds.
MEET THE BEETLEJUICE: Inventive director Tim Burton’s sculptures join displays at Neon Museum celebrating his love affair with Vegas
Welcome home, our spiritual son.
Scissorhands, Beetlejuice, Batman and Frankenweenie all dwell in your head. So naturally, Vegas beats in your heart.
You are us. We are you. Now we are one.
“It’s such an artistic city in a weird way, there are so many possibilities” says famed movie director Tim Burton. “I’ve been coming here my whole life and so artistically, it’s very important to me.”
Enter the intersection of city/celebrity synchronicity in Burton’s Lost Vegas, paying homage to “a place where everyday rules seem not to apply.”
In this new sculptural/digital art installation at the Neon Museum Oct. 15 through Feb. 15, 2020, the darkly comic, Burbank-reared fright-meister mines his surreal sensibilities and marries them to the iconic images of the Las Vegas — his “second home” — that he has adored while visiting here since his toddlerhood.
“I used to sneak into the old place where the signs were, trespassing, because it was beautiful,” he says. “It was like these old dinosaur bones. It was peaceful and beautiful and electric and alive all at the same time.”
HARD ROCK OF AGES: As it nears closure, Vegas’ Hard Rock Hotel & Casino opens memorabilia exhibit that will (that will) rock you
Sinatra’s martini glass? Liberace’s rings-’n-things? Dino’s hangover cure? Sorry, not here, gang. True, those Strip heroes swung hard and played harder to turn Las Vegas into Vegas, baby! They never rocked, though. Certainly, they never Hard-Rocked.
Which is why, in this Hard-Rockin’ room, you’ll instead find James Brown’s “SEX” jumpsuit and Pete Townshend’s smashed-in-half stage axe. Not to mention (fine, we’ll mention it) Britney’s come-hither schoolgirl outfit in which she channeled the spirit of Nabokov’s Lolita into a 3-1/2-minute pop-anthem video, triggering worldwide leers.
View it, baby, one more time. Right here.