Monday: Bored to Death
Since Sunday nights are so crowded, you’ve probably let Bored to Death slip through the cracks. Good thing then for DVR and Monday night rebroadcasts! The HBO comedy, about a Brooklyn novelist-turned-private eye isn’t necessarily the funniest new show of the fall—that would be Community [Editor's note: Modern Family!]—but it’s certainly Read More
Monday: Sense and Sensibility
Forget about Bridget Jones’s Diary or Love, Actually (but just for a minute!). This 1995 Ang Lee film is about as satisfying a romantic film as you are going to get, compliments of Jane Austen (natch). There’s the always-fabulous Emma Thompson (who wrote the screenplay) as poor good-girl Elinor Dashwood, Read More
Regardless of how cool the weather gets outside, the dismal junk that’s showing up every Friday on theater marquees proves that at the movies, at least, the dreaded dog days of summer have arrived. Since it grieves me to watch accomplished artists like Ian McKellen and Hugh Jackman trashing their talents for cash and deferred Read More
News Item: ” USA Today Drops Larry King Column.”
O.K., everybody and his brother has done a parody of Larry King’s USA Today column, so let me make this clear: This is not a parody . This is an hommage , an appreciation, a call for reconsideration.
I have to admit, I’ve considered doing Read More
The Girl Can Green-Light
Salvaging what remains of the worst summer I can remember, I am off to greener pastures where, if I’m lucky, I will not see a cell phone, a pierced tongue, a computer, a rock video, a traffic jam or a single motion picture released after 1950. Before I go, Read More
Albert Brooks’ The Muse , from a screenplay by Mr. Brooks and Monica Johnson, takes a less nihilistic, less condescending view of Hollywood than the critically overpraised Bowfinger and is therefore very likely to be underrated for seeming to be too much en famille , what with its cameo appearances by Cybill Shepherd, Lorenzo Lamas, Read More
Here’s an experiment you can try right here in New York. Approach Andrew McCarthy on the street–catch him at the stage door of Side Man , the Broadway play he joined last month, or even find him chewing a preshow steak at Frankie & Johnny’s, or maybe bump into him near the Bedford Street town Read More
You know that line from the opening of “Howl,” the one in which Allen Ginsberg laments the fate of his Beat friends with the plaintive cry, “I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness …”? Well, it occurred to me recently that I have seen the best minds, well, the best comic Read More
