In the beginning, there was the Word.
Inexplicably, and without wanting the fame, Dolezal has found herself in the public eye as cultural enemy number one, a person who has done one of the rarest things you can do in our polarized society, where everyone who isn’t us is either a hipster or a culture warrior, a racist or a SJW, a misogynist or a feminazi: she’s managed to offend everyone.
Does no one remember their James Bond history? Super villains love using dentistry for evil!
If in Orwell’s 1984, the future is “a boot stamping on a human face—for ever,” our present is one in which our bosses make us lick their boots, and then trick us into thinking a few dirty coins make this not a misery, but a privilege. We shouldn’t be using James Spader and Maggie Gyllenhall to make it look, even in a minor way, like that’s something that can be reworked into a positive.
I had to get out of there and find better accommodations before I wound up torturing myself over whether I did or didn’t see her car in her parking space every night.
The good news is, we’ve added Drew Denny to the bill! You may remember Drew from such media as print, film, and the fine art world–she’s exhibited ecology-minded art environments in multiple continents, has been an editor and frequent contributor to L.A. RECORD, and has recently been going around promoting her very amazing independent film, The Most Fun I Ever Had With My Pants On, which she wrote, directed, and starred in.
I know, I know, the Beatles were better at the music, the Beach Boys were better at major sevenths, Chuck Berry was better at the lyrics, and Little Richard was better at falsetto. Carl Perkins was better at being down-home, Billy Lee Riley was better at crazed-cat rockabilly, Buddy Holly was better at bringing pop into […]
This is one of those films that you know kind of sucks but you still have to see. I usually hate spoilers, but I just have to say it: Frankie Avalon gets stabbed through his dick in this movie! There is a crotch stabbing, and the Big Kahuna gets it! And you also get to […]
Beverly Garland died this week. The press remembers her mostly for her television work, and as a Roger Corman B-movie actress. I remember her as both! Who can forget Swamp Diamonds on Mystery Science Theater 3000? And let’s not be hasty and forget Gunslinger!
I just saw Gus Van Sant’s Milk last night. Of course it was great and moving and sad and informative. And of course Sean Penn wowed us with his performance, even though we already knew it was going to be good. But amidst all the drama and sadness and history, I got a little nugget […]
I watched McCain’s concession speech last night, which was actually a fantastic and warm speech. Say what you will about the ugly campaign McCain ran, and his warmongering attitudes toward foreign nations, his lust over offshore drilling, and his crummy voting record. I think this dude is still the man he was eight years ago […]
Every good idea deserves the disappointing crush of learning you weren’t the first to think it. And I got that sudden jolt tonight after watching an old Project Runway with RuPaul on it and doing a little research into his/her film career. I’d always thought my drag queen name would be “Rachael Tension.” But it looks […]
One of the best actors in filmic history died today. Paul Newman, the other guy from Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, the guy whose star shone so brightly that even Tom Cruise looked like Oscar material when standing beside him, finally lost a battle with cancer. You’ve got to give credit to Paul Newman not just for his good-natured […]
This is a fantastic film, one of my faves, an adaptation of The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade, the Peter Weiss play that provided Arthur Lee of Love for some of the lyrics for “The Red Telephone,” as you […]