A brief discussion on sources of creative inspiration.
Classic Christmas flicks are like the gingerbread cookies of Yuletide cinema: comforting, dependable and sure to please. But you know what else is comforting, dependable and sure to please? An open-bar holiday party at your office. And nobody thinks that’s a good idea three hours deep into the festivities when Arnold from IT is
Over the past week, I have been voraciously following the Harvey Weinstein story both as it played out in The New York Times and with more vivid, damnable detail today by Ronan Farrow in The New Yorker. A lot of people are now asking how this went on for so
The last I recall, Archie Comics weren’t cool. I used to receive a stack of them from a since-departed comic store every Tuesday afternoon I spent at sleep away camp, a conspicuous package colored light brown and labeled simply: “books.”
There’s nothing funny about spending thousands of dollars on a sneaker … or maybe there is. At least that’s what LeBron James and his agent, Maverick Carter intend to prove in a new, untitled half-hour, single-camera comedy show about the sneaker culture phenomenon, set to air on HBO.
Herman Munster is the man of my dreams and always has been since for as far back as I can remember. I recall little me, in cotton, strawberry-patterned pyjamas, watching The Munsters before bed, dipping my carob cookie into my goat’s milk, (my family was super healthy) and thinking Herman was just
Oh, Hollywood. It’s so hard to tell whether Amy Schumer is being genuinely supportive of Anne Hathaway, front runner for the live-action Barbie movie set to hit theaters June 29, 2018, or else there’s something a little, err, plastic in her response.
Just when you thought the film industry couldn’t possibly eek anything more out of J.R.R. Tolkien or his epic tales, Finnish director Dome Karukoski will breathe new life into the famed, fantastical scribe by way of a big-screen biopic detailing Tolkien’s formative years as an orphaned youth.