We’re living in an unpredictable universe.
Goofy Peleton ad freaks them out, and Pete Buttigieg’s a homophobe.
A Thanksgiving vignette from 1969.
A night with Penn and Teller in Las Vegas.
Mister Rogers always made me suspicious—can there ever be an American Bodhisattva?
The media is asking stupid questions.
The right isn't happy now that Chick-fil-a will no longer donate to anti-LGBT organizations.
Put a little cheer in your heart, and the country will be a better place.
A trip to a renovated multiplex by an infrequent moviegoer and former theater employee.
Why didn't Michael B. Jordan, who lobbied on a platform of "inclusion" for the last two years, allow the space for dark-skinned black actors to win?
It's all about lower expectations.
This is not “appointment viewing” television.
Specimens aligned, action!
The differences are complexly interwoven with the similarities.
No one’s written a definitive analysis of his importance.
No—the world is our rage room, and you are our targets.
As long as we’re not hurting people, we should be able to do whatever the fuck we want.
There are things more twisted than Riggleman.
Some of Brooker's ideas can be followed like trails into recent quandaries.
His films rarely have moments of peace and unity.
The Bling Mac dropped off radar.
Letterman, stuck on Fast Times at Ridgemont High, gets creepy with 21-year-old Cates.
The same old song.
Against all odds, the Baby Gorilla is alive and nine months clean.
The jazz legend on getting stopped by the police.
The worst guest ever—and how he got there.
On sending Sacheen Littlefeather to accept his Best Actor Oscar for The Godfather.
Harvey's big year.
Brief documentary featuring the legendary gossip columnist.
The latest in a five year string of excellent film and cultural criticism from Renegade Cut.