What? Me, introverted? Yes, and it’s bloody exhausting.
We’re trying something new at The Playlist by writing about things that are old! (And also sort of kinky.)
Andy is writing about food now, which makes so much sense that it’s shocking he hasn’t gotten into that market before now.
Me, you, and everyone we know, including Destry and the Cremator, take a trip to the Grand Budapest Hotel but get caught out by an army of shadows.
Spend your summer indoors watching things that are not produced by Marvel: Spooky things, violent things, horny things, bone-crunching things, and things that are combinations of each of these.
The Bride rejects Frankenstein while a bunch of evil dead take a few wrong turns on a Ouija board. It’s a hell-raising VHS nightmare.
The first honest-to-goodness “about the COVID-19 outbreak” article I’ve written. Sort of. Anyways, have some films by women.
One person’s controversy is another’s mundanity, I’ll grant you that, but there’s nothing mundane about burning down a theater.
For the record, “Selah and the Spades” would be a totally awesome name for a rock ‘n roll band.
Every time I go to my parents support group, I count myself lucky, doubly so now that the world is standing still.
Look, I can’t control what Jason Lei Howden does or says because he’s a raging asshole, don’t hate me for writing about his most recent movie.
When Will Forte is the bad guy in a horror movie, you know he’s going to play that bad guy to the stupidest hilt possible. And he’ll also be great.
My second piece about “First Cow.” You could call it: “Second ‘First Cow’ Piece.”
If it’s HBO and I’m writing about it, it’s probably “Westworld.”
The director of one of the best movies of the year was kind enough to talk to me about making a “timely” movie that’s actually timeless.
The start of a new franchise. Better get a ticket now before “Second Cow” and “Third Cow” go into production.
Handsome, clever, rich, and also so unpleasant in such fundamental ways that the person portraying her doesn’t even like her.
Hop, hop, hop, all day long / hop, hop, hop, while I sing this song
Watch yourself watching yourself while you’re living with yourself in a hole in the ground and ah hell, I give up.
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