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They smile funny, and ceaselessly flog themselves in an attempt at redemption.
The story of a couple whose marriage has stood the test of time.
Paranormal Activity is a rape/revenge film.
Dan Fogelman’s latest is a disturbing disaster that transcends conventional film criticism.
Cruz lands jabs, but upstart looks Senate-ready.
Encountering friends, foes, and faces in the crowd.
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.
Is the memory of dread more terrifying than the memory of hunger?
Why not pick up the pen and write a better story for myself?
Democratic dogs have no use for politics or religion.
My empathy petered out at the gender border.
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.
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.