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I’ve been astonished when I’ve traveled outside the U.S. how easily ordinary, mainstream, comparatively unadventurous consumers of media are able to digest the output of cultures beyond their own. The majority Americans seem unable or unwilling to do that. But why?
I can hear foxes screaming outside. It’s like this almost every night. The little buggers run rampant over nocturnal London…
Did director Ian Rickson make the conscious decision to replace emotion with a studied old-fashionedness? If so, why?
What if Han Solo were a sexy roguish private investigator? I’d be in my bunk, for one…
I was meandering my way from Victoria Station to the Soho Screening Rooms yesterday when I was stopped near Picadilly Circus by tourists hauling luggage who wondered if I could help them find their hotel. And I could!
Would. You. Like. A. Cup. Of. Tea?
Well, now, could this be a dark and grim exploration of adolescent female sexuality, like the original tale was (sometimes a big bad wolf is more than just a big bad wolf)? Or will it get watered down into something wishy-washing and Twilight-y?
Smith wants his fans to pay $60 to see his new movie, Red State, in order to support independent filmmaking and independent distribution. Could any movie possibly be worth that, even to Smith’s legions of fans?
I’m trying to get out and about and meet new people… or even people I’ve met before. Anyone interested?
Would you take the stairs more often if it were more fun?
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