Thursday, February 13 2003
That the U.S. imagines itself in the position to take unilateral decisions that affect the rest of the world is as much a function of the nation's founding myths (all that 'city on a hill' business, represented in Pyle's notion that he can save Phuong) as it is its economic might (Pyle's knowledge that he can support Phuong).
Driven by instant gratification and a bottom line ethos, the networks have all but abandoned the cause of great TV comedy.
Takes its political and ethical subjects seriously.
Even in the midst of chaos and catastrophe, Gilliam's drive to create fantastic worlds can be as damning, and as appealing, as Quixote's.
Radioactive poison is a legacy of laissez-faire capitalism's most guilty indulgence.
Offers a cagey take on cultural influences and intersections.
The good news is that Johnson's Daredevil follows Marvel's disability politics.
In the she's-such-a-bitch scenes, Gabrielle Union reveals a completely wonderful comic timing.
Wednesday, February 12 2003
In the world of female rap, where appearance and crew affiliation are as vital to success as actual talent, it is rare to find strong
After the split of John Squire’s post-Stone-Roses band, The Seahorses, he has been buried away in his country house in the North of England
Sleater-KinneyPhoto Credit: Cori Taratoot QuasiPhoto Credit: Cori Taratoot In the top left-hand corner of the United States, Sleater-Kinney is roots music. And tonight in Portland
After a salsa DJ set, three piece Parts and Labor began with a soft intro which quite expectedly launched into a noisy barrage of a
My City is lost, burnt to ash and I, now, a wandering, faceless ghost within the cold confines of its canyons. After the 1990s, the
Underground USA: Filmmaking beyond the Hollywood Canon, Edited by Xavier Mendik and Steven Jay Schne
Hollywood moulded some of the most promising filmmakers into mainstream clones.
'Regular people' can read and appreciate Bukowski. I doubt scholars will find a distinct identity in each successive volume of his posthumous work, but that doesn't seem terribly unusual to me.
Records the tale of a people who are at the intersection of the two groups most terrorized and abused during American's colonial and post-colonial history.
The story is interesting in the cultural context the author provides but, ultimately, it fails to satisfy on a deeper level.
As I sit here in a fabulous new pair of striped, sparkly, 1972 polyester pants and a furry-collared shirt with dachshunds racing across the sleeves, I wonder what my shopping habits say about me in the context of these words from cultural critic Thomas Hine's newest book.
It doesn't really matter whether you believe he's a fashion genius or the world's luckiest tie salesman, because anyone who has read the book on Ralph Lauren knows that he's both, in addition to something else: an ice-cold businessman with a heart of steel.
The bottom line is: at this moment in history, a somber one, to say the least, when there are so many serious global and national issues and egregious injustices to be addressed, does the American woman really want to be bitching (yes, bitching) about who does the dishes.