It’s 2 a.m. and you awake with a jerk, alone in your fully lit apartment and still on the couch. On TV, the credits of some movie you’ve already seen a billion times are scrolling by. It feels like rock bottom. And we know, because we’re just like you: single.
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The 73rd Academy Awards have not been given enough credit
for some signs of intelligence. For example, the single switch from the age-old
practice of sending up a pair of presenters for almost every award to this
year’s steady stream of solo presenters was little short of a stroke of genius.
Still, there was a Read More
One of the many astute suggestions sent in by readers seeking to join that elite fellowship known as The Edgy Alliance1 was that I occasionally return to the original form of this column, which featured several loosely linked items.
So let’s try it this time, beginning with:
1. Give the Oscar to Albert
Big-Hair Julia! Welcome Back!
In Erin Brockovich, Julia Roberts finally hits pay dirt. Most of her movies are about bra straps. This one is about a great deal more. Oh, there are still plenty of bra straps, and big hair, six-inch stiletto heels, a slut wardrobe that looks like it came right off Read More
Steven Soderbergh’s Erin Brockovich , from a screenplay by Susannah Grant and Richard La Gravenese (who is uncredited), manages to deliver a juicy morsel of message entertainment without getting its fingers sticky with old-fashioned underdog sentimentality. Based on a true story, the film shows its title character protagonist taking on Pacific Gas & Electric, a Read More