
loaded question: is fandom out of control?
And perhaps more pertinently, if it is, how do we fix it?

And perhaps more pertinently, if it is, how do we fix it?

Jenny Gage directs and Susan McMartin writes romantic drama After, starring Josephine Langford; more… [This post is for Patreon patrons only for the first month.]

When it’s not tediously predictable in its clichés, its complete lack of narrative or thematic daring, and its colorless meathead hero, it’s a mess of incoherent action and noisy psychedelic chaos.

Abby Epstein directs medical-marijuana documentary Weed the People; Frances Causey directs racism documentary The Long Shadow; more…

Offers nothing by way of suspense, intrigue, or characters who rise even a little bit above the yawningly bland.

Forget about the socially conscious core that fueled the exploitation engine of the first film. This one is flat-out, no-message action comedy, outrageous and hilarious.
Too white, too thin, too interchangeable: the traditional cover featuring young talent on the rise always comes under massive scrutiny, and the ritual is now in full swing…
It’s hard to imagine that Hunter S. Thompson created his semiautobiographical journalist Paul Kemp as such an ineffectual figure…
Well, tweet at him, and be lost in the deluge of tweets from horror dorks groveling at his virtual feet…
I’d like to call Drive Angry Ghost Rider 2: Ghost Driver, except that a sequel to Cage’s previous awful example of cinematic demonic road rage is, in fact, already in production, for our sins. I might better call it Con Air Goes to Hell, because of the beautiful — and by beautiful, I mean, of course, vile and reprehensible — way it picks up the gauntlet thrown down by that violently misogynist film and slaps that gauntlet right at the viewer. In 3D!