Last night, I watched Star Wars for the first time in a few years. I know, I know -- what is there to say about it? Well, don't worry; I'm not about to launch into a 10,000 word treatise on its many virtues, but I did have a few thoughts:
In this SPOILER-FILLED review, I look at Zack Snyder's reboot of the Superman legend and try to place it in the larger context of moviemaking today.
Comics fans need to stop looking for their Lord of the Rings in the mind of Christopher Nolan. I'll come back to that idea later, but first let's look at Zack Snyder's grim, bloody and -- most important -- cold new movie, Man of Steel.
My Internetting revealed to me this morning that Nikolaj Coster-Waldau, aka Jaime Lannister, played one of the Deltas in Black Hawk Down. If you want to hear the multilingual actor doing a country-redneck accent, check out the video below.
What was pitched as an artistic choice turned out to be one of necessity -- and we're all the better for it.
Here's my favorite joke from the original run of Arrested Development: While planning a charity event, George Bluth Sr. asks his family to recommend an organization or cause to benefit. Everyone recommends something self-serving in the secret ballot, except one family member, who suggests "cervical cancer."
"Oh, I wonder who wrote that one down," George Sr. deadpans as the camera cuts to Michael.
I love this moment, not only because it's funny and indicative of the family's self-involvement, but also because this is how we find out the cause of Tracey Bluth's death -- through comedy.
For me, comedies are always best when they're dramas (or outright tragedies) first. The fourth season of AD didn't deliver as much tragedy as I would have liked, but it did finally reveal Michael's late wife amidst a hectic, muddled, misshapen new season that was frustrating and funny, off-kilter and canny.
In the final segment of this three-part series, I try to diagnose season five's problems, all while suggesting some possible remedies and proposing ideas for future seasons. Last time I asked: Where are the kids in season five? I know, I know — we see all of ‘em, if only briefly. We drop in on Randy in his brutal new…
Over on Facebook, there's a new meme going around that asks users to take an actor and name a movie (featuring said actor) that they love, like, hate, and hate to love. (Individually, of course. Not all at once.) William Bibbiani, film chief at Crave Online, was good enough to assign me Sam Neill.
CC2K's Tony Lazlo imagines how George Lucas' Star Wars prequel trilogy could have rocked. When I left the theater after seeing Attack of the Clones, I was already pissed off and devastated. I felt this way because the movie sucked, and even if the then-untitled third episode was a perfect, sloppy, wet blowjob of a success, two-thirds of the new…
In competing narrative voices (mostly first with a dash of third), author Mayer ably explores the turbulent headspace of Quinn, a teenager with a condition known as congenital analgesia—he can't feel pain.
Fanbase Press has one of the great unheralded stories of the comic-book publishing world. Run by Los Angeles-based husband-and-wife team Bryant and Barbra Dillon, Fanbase Press has been putting out top-notch content for the past several years. The company’s first two titles, Identity Thief and Something Animal, were both painterly explorations of dark psychosis. Since those releases, they’ve steadfastly sought…
Bob here. I met Andi Cumbo-Floyd through Twitter, where she holds weekly discussion with other writers. She's one of the kindest, most thoughtful people I've interacted with, and her writing reflects that. Besides her ongoing pursuit of creative nonfiction, Andi is also a teacher and editor. She recently launched a new online community for writers, and she maintains an artistic…
Imagine Marvel’s Doctor Strange, with all of its trippy imagery, cool psychic battles, and supernatural-bordering-on-super-science worldbuilding. Now imagine that story written by a master novelist with protean-powerful command of first person, and you’d have David Mitchell’s Slade House. Needless to say, SPOILERS LIE AHEAD!