And a very angry pig named Gregory.
Mobile phones and text messaging are the curse of the modern TV series.
Yeah, kind of, I guess.
Why do so many white journalists consider him a genius?
Moore repeats several of his unfortunate tics as a filmmaker. C
Hanging onto hope this season.
It’s a disgrace we have virtually no say in who gets on the court for life.
The hit Hulu show is a terrible rhetorical framework for discussions of modern politics.
Exploring Irish enclaves in New York City.
And I passed out.
In Unfriended, online bullying is both crime and punishment.
Bradley Cooper's directorial debut is a grand slam. A
The hours are good and it’s far away.
Paleocon Diary (#137).
Several short stories about dreams that are coming true.
These are the Mancunians that thoroughly embody the aesthetic of the decade.
A film criticizes the power of search results.
Maybe I’ll eventually find someone that’ll make me feel like a supernova again.
A grad student’s first lecture goes poorly.
American prisons rely heavily on a barbaric practice that destroys the mind.
Some of the 1970s hippie bands were serious students of the sub-genres of country and featured virtuoso players.
Screwed by the Maryland Historical Society.
RQ’s landed on his claws after losing his wife to an extrajudicial mercenary squad.
Paleocon Diary (#136)
The prescience of a 1969 junior high student in Huntington, NY. (Definitely not me.)
An adventurous sonic exploration of the voice, cello and analog electronics.
Ain’t nothin’ like the real thing. It’s silly to take New York Times at face value on “Anonymous.”
Mulched samples and electronics improvised live to tape in Takoma Park, 2017-18. Transcendent and grotesque. Crashed rhythms for crashed times.
A chatterbox conversation in Baltimore with two longtime friends, no politics allowed.
Asia Argento's DIY miniDV masterpiece will be available on Blu-Ray for the first time on September 25, 2018.
John McCain wasn’t an American hero. Nor was Aretha, but she was 100 times more fun.
A bizarre, hallucinatory voyage into the minds of very average and very insane Americans.
Newspapers plead to be relevant. Why didn’t publishers think of that in 1999?
Introduced by Andy Kaufman, the classic lineup of the Pretenders play two songs live in Hollywood.
Silence at Camden Yards and Craig Kimbrel impersonating Fernando Rodney.
The tape is running fast on this stellar performance.