trailer break: ‘Shelter’
What’s that? A movie starring Julianne Moore and Jonathan Rhys Meyers can’t get released in North America?
Year: 2011
question of the day: What bits of pop culture are you feeling “iffy” about lately?
A new opera about Anna Nicole Smith just debuted in London. Posh Spice will be attending the royal wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton. But that’s hardly the worst of it, right?
my reads: ‘Pattern Recognition’ by William Gibson
It’s an odd coincidence that commenter LaSargenta mentioned William Gibson’s novel Pattern Recognition recently, because it’s one that’s been in my short pile of books to write about for a while…
Sam Worthington surprised by ‘Titans’ sequel; book banning makes a comeback in the U.S.; early ‘Siskel & Ebert’ now watchable online; more: leftover links
Also: Billy Ray Cyrus wishes Hannah Montana had never happened; thoughtless tweeting brings down Nir Rosen; J.K. Rowling ticked at unauthorized biopic; more…
what he said: Glenn Greenwald at Salon…
…about the kerfuffle CNN’s Anderson Cooper caused among (some) U.S. media watchers after he called Egyptian politicians liars…
are “movies” automatically synonymous with “Hollywood”?
I know that Hollywood movies dominate around the world, but I got an unexpected reminder of that from a popcorn bucket at an Odeon cinema in London…
Saturday cute: ‘The Great Gatsby’ game for NES
For real? Or a joke? So hard to tell…
question of the weekend: Are we entering a new era of grassroots, on-the-ground political activism, or is the fallout from the Egyptian protests only a temporary blip?
There’s no doubt that there is something inspiring about what happened in Egypt, and hugely relieving that it did not descend into all-out violent revolution. But how long can the inspiration last?
Friday night fortune cookie: Gandalf says…
“Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends.”
I Am Number Four (review)
High school is hard. High school is even harder when you’re a secret alien from another planet in hiding from big scary guys with enormous feet and weird tattoos on their bald heads who are after you for reasons no one really understands. Except maybe that you’re the last of your kind. Well, apart from your alien-warrior protector, who isn’t specially numbered like you are.
