Welcome, suckers. Summer is here and so is Tom Cruise. In Mission: Impossible III, the pecs-flexing tabloid cover boy, billionaire Scientologist and palpitating amateur psychopharmacologist who turned Oprah’s sofa into a trampoline acts normal. It may be his most challenging performance.
As idiot movies go, this one is as sub-mental as you might expect. Read More
Fans of Anne Rice’s florid, hysterically overwritten vampire chronicles will be gnashing their fangs with fury when they pile into Queen of the Damned , the ludicrous, trashy sequel to the dismal Interview with a Vampire . This time the lonely, handsome and doomed vampire Lestat-so depressed he’s been asleep for 100 years in a Read More
I once described the phenomenal Ann Hampton Callaway’s position in the tenuous world of girl singers as that of a silver Bentley in a parking lot full of secondhand Hondas. Watching her electrify a jaded audience in her current show at Feinstein’s at the Regency (through Nov. 3), I now amend that opinion: She owns Read More
I was on the town again on a Saturday night, but it was a part of town you’ve never seen before and I never want to see again. This not-so-very-excellent-but-far-from-boring adventure began innocently enough and ended as raw porterhouse in the jaws of a shark-frenzied press, and mine was the only byline missing. Have you Read More
Here we go again. New year, new decade, new century. And time to say goodbye to 1999 and the illustrious people who left it (and us) behind before we usher in a new millennium. Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? You would have batted in the year 2000 with style. So would John F. Kennedy Read More