Pixels movie review: blue screen of death (please)
Adam Sandler imagines himself as the savior of the planet. And then it gets even more puffed up with arrogance and all manner of masturbatory fantasy.
Adam Sandler imagines himself as the savior of the planet. And then it gets even more puffed up with arrogance and all manner of masturbatory fantasy.

This is why we can’t have nice things.

Reader bronxbee has a wonderful piece of urban fantasy in a new short-fiction anthology… [This post is not behind the paywall.]

I saw this outside the night bus during my most recent nocturnal sojourn: an upside-down car in the middle of the road.

This “homage” to 80s sci-fi/horror is a cheerless amalgam of The Thing and Alien populated by improbable characters behaving in unlikely ways.

Compassionate Australian drama about a teenaged girl’s sexual awakening that is complicated by her mother’s transgender transition to manhood.

As if I’d spoil such a thing! But there’s a website that will…

A boy and his dog. And then another boy and the dog. And even the damn dog is male.

Jingoistic propaganda and heart-tugging cornball melodrama about a dog with PTSD. It’s how we are Enduring Freedom. God bless America.

Defies the clichés with which women are treated onscreen by turning the tropes of exploitation into expressions of a woman’s ownership of her sexuality.