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Cluelessly simplistic rendering of a 1990s media injustice ignores all the context in which it happened and demonizes the one journalist who acted professionally. Fails even as a conservative screed.
A moving and important portrait of legendary Times of London foreign correspondent Marie Colvin. We need more movies like this, about fearless, badass women this outrageously good at their vitally necessary work.
Doubly dated, lacking in humor and subtext, its impressive cast deliberately underutilized, this is little more than an exercise in gorgeous production design.
Maybe I Can Has Cheezeburger, featuring cats who break the fourth wall to comment on their own lives? Perhaps Google: Miami, about real-life investigators who hunt down the answers to mundane questions?
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…
We’re due for 90s nostalgia… but I have no idea what that should look like. I figured it was just because I’m old enough to remember the 90s as an adult, but other feel the same way…
Chelsea Clinton tells the head of NBC News she wants to work there, and it’s done. Best. Job Interview. Ever!
I was stunned to learn this weekend that VanityFair.com has hired actor and filmmaker Paul Mazurksy to be its new film critic. WTF?
Plus: Katie Holmes smeared by mean ol’ gossip rags; Syfy picks up Web series The Mercury Men; the Internet stole Obama’s State of the Union address; more…
Plus: Javier Bardem to star in Chilean mine movie; Matt Damon not to star in the next Bourne movie; Napoleon Dynamite and How to Train Your Dragon going to TV; lots more…
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