I had this epiphany: what would a movie theater look like if it were designed, built and run by the people who actually make the movies?
You don't have to be a computer geek to appreciate Gibson's "mechanical" and artistic statement. Of course, you do have to be one to reverse it.
As you wait for the elevator to arrive after another mediocre day at the office, you give yourself an all-too-familiar pep talk. "I'm better than this, and I've completely had it with this job," you tell yourself. "I'm outta here for good."
Imagine a documentary in which the natural beauty of a film that might have been created for the National Geographic Channel is combined with the subversive anti-gravitational thrill of a carnival ride. Then fasten your seatbelt and enjoy ¡Vivan las Antipodas!.
Spending a morning tasting bourbon recipes with the Travel Channel's Adam Richman is a cross between hanging out with Tom Colicchio and a Ryan Gosling 'Hey Girl' Tumblr. It's just that fun.
The strangest thing about this post-apocalyptic obsession is that the post-apocalypses we see are almost always beautiful. It's an odd kind of wishful thinking. A clean slate is always romantic, after all.
The Deletionist Wars on Wikipedia make visible the underlying culture wars that impact so many parts of our lives, our laws, our media and the way we think. Technology can't fix us. We have to fix ourselves.
A few days ago, the media reported on a study done by researchers at the University of Wisconsin that concluded Facebook is indeed safe for consumption.
By now you're probably well aware of the person and incident at the center of the latest episode of the long-running pop culture series, "You're Not Allowed To Say That Because It'll Make Me Cry."
Every year at the New York Musical Theatre Festival, I attend as many shows as I can, invariably seeing one or two shows that will rank among the best of the year and discovering some new talented performers and behind the scenes artists.
Christian men and women are complex, amazing individuals who have been done a great disservice by being told that the most important thing they can bring to a marriage is virginity.
Mr. O'Toole is only 79, still frisky as far as I am concerned, but he insists "It is time for me to chuck in the sponge...the heart has gone out of it for me."
I've done my invert duty and been to see Magic Mike, which, accordÂing to The New York Times, gay men are "flockÂing" to see in numÂbers not seen since BrokeÂback MounÂtain. Even if they're not all as jaded as I am, I think they're going to be very disappointed.
To survive the zombie apocalypse, you're going to need a plan. Survival means you're going to have to accept the blue-collar ethos that the zombies embody. Time to roll up your sleeves, put on your best Mike Rowe face, and get ready to do some dirty work.
I am not only of the generation who grew up reading newspapers, I also spent my entire adult life working for them. And yep, here I am, now writing for the largest news content site within 12 universes. I've transitioned, as they say.
The album's trio of standout tracks -- "Sweet Life," "Lost," and "Bad Religion" -- show how captivating beats elevate Frank Ocean to best-in-class status.
Perusing a photo of his father in a boat on his honeymoon, smile wide and happy, in his documentary Deconstructing Dad, noted film editor and director Stan Warnow says ruefully, I never saw him this way.
This week our playlist includes music by Jack White, Bobbie Gentry, Rufus Wainwright, Buddy Guy (& Junior Wells), Red Sovine and more.
Revival theatre can either hit or miss: La Cage at the Pantages hits on all the right notes. What more could one want from a night of theatre?
Regina Weinreich, 2012.15.07
Eric Yaverbaum, 2012.14.07