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When I ponder all of my time and mojo that goes into my reviews, stuff like this depresses the hell out of me…
When I ponder all of my time and mojo that goes into my reviews, stuff like this depresses the hell out of me…
I think we can agree that Star Wars is Lucas’s property to do whatever he wants with. But there must come a point at which Star Wars no longer feels like something the fans want to embrace.
If a subscription-of-conscience plan can work for a big corporate entity, how can it not work for me?
Black soldiers did not fight alongside white soldiers in the U.S. Army in World War II. But you wouldn’t know that by looking at Captain America: The First Avenger…
This will not happen: “I say, Nigel dear, that chap in the Times says The Smurfs is a jolly night out. Shall we take ourselves to the cinema this Friday?”
Don’t worry: they figured it out! And no, no one said, “Hey, why don’t we give movie and TV fans a way to legitimately pay for and download the stuff they’re screaming at us that they want.” Of course not.
The kids are all right. They just want to meet their dad. Last year’s fictional family comedy about sperm-donor kids and this-right-here documentary — as cheery and bittersweet and lovely-melancholy as can be — are surely the first indications of a wave of cultural angst over the rise in sperm-donation as a thing…
You may remember the time, many years ago, when you could sit down to an evening of Masterpiece Theater or Mystery! on PBS, and after a brief reminder that the forthcoming entertainment was brought to you by Mobil Oil, that was it: you were done being advertised at. No more…
Is the upcoming American fall TV season going to be awesome and original, or repetitive and trite? Depends who you ask…
I don’t want to see more movies like Bridesmaids, not about women or men, and I can guarantee you that buying a ticket for Bridesmaids will be interpreted by Hollywood as “women want to see grossout comedies”…