Thursday, December 26 2002
Quality is filled with songs that are ripe for the radio, at least in an ideal world where radio paid any attention to songs.
Scarlet’s Walk cements Amos’s reputation, but it also seems like a homecoming from the more contrived work of her recent past. Complex, weighty, often brilliant, Scarlet’s Walk is the album that many a fan has been waiting for.
Molly, Gracie, and Daisy's journey is mythic as much as it is historical.
Watching Chicago is rather like watching a shot-for-TV music video by a neophyte director projected without thought or re-cutting straight to a movie screen.
Steven Spielberg's zippy new film is about the kind of 'truth' that might only be apprehended in its telling.
Monday, December 23 2002
In the end, I was a damaged lemon in need of healing, and Blonde Redhead’s album offered me an empathetic treatment for my sadness. What a release.
The truth, as Ennis sees it, is that these superheroes, and the escapist mentality they represent, are obsolete.
That's what this latest arc is all about: the ever-changing landscape of teenage relationships and instant celebrity status.
Takes a rather simple, and not entirely new, post-apocalyptic idea, and brings it into fresh territory.
I have mixed feelings about Dave Eggers. I stay up at night thinking about it.
Many of the photos are reminiscent of the Work Projects Administration (WPA) Federal Arts Project from 1936-1942.