
Gangster Squad (review)
Gangster Squad! In color! This is blustery postwar mythologizing about the violent birth of the modern metropolis, all pulpy-bright even when it’s night…

Gangster Squad! In color! This is blustery postwar mythologizing about the violent birth of the modern metropolis, all pulpy-bright even when it’s night…
What my followers on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ saw today…
What my followers on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ saw today…
Dave Beauchene at PopTometry suggests that movie stars should only be movie stars if there can be unanimous agreement on their objectively superior talent. What’s more, this was once true, and has been lost. I couldn’t disagree more.
You probably didn’t know that you’re not allowed to get turned on by someone who isn’t this year’s Sexiest Man or Woman Alive…
Hey, girl. It’s pretty weird that feminist philosophy is so out-there and strange that it seems funny coming out of the virtual mouth of a celeb.
If the male body is sexually appealing, it must be sexually appealing to other men. No one else finds men sexually appealing. I mean, look around: Who else would?
In a shock move that is rocking the Hollywood awards season, the Metropolis Film Critics Circle today revealed that it will haved on-announced its 2011 Best-Ofs on April 1, 2011.
Everything that’s fucked up about American political culture at the moment is hung out in The Ides of March to air like the soiled laundry that it is…
“My hands are a little dirty.” –the Driver (Ryan Gosling) “So are mine.” –Bernie the unlikely gangster (Albert Brooks)