This film is on Netflix Instant. If you are looking for a film that successfully explores the horribleness of hook-up culture—gay or straight—do watch it.
Addendum!: And if you are the sort who mines through a dozen reviews before committing to a film, you will come across a few here or there complaining about the “mumbly dialogue” or the “slow pacing” of the film or the “unattractiveness” of the leads. Those are reviews written by people who probably think The Help should win Best Picture at the Oscars, so that’s something to consider.
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This is important. One of my reservations about seeing this film remains the fact that it’s a movie about black women starring a white woman. Read the entire text of the open letter at the link.
it became apparent that location scouts for most films and television shows aren’t aware that neighborhoods exist outside of SoHo, are they? I mean just recently, Gossip Girl discovered Bushwick. However, they still neglected to include a scene of Blair Waldorf going into Rainbow on Knickerbocker Avenue.
Neil Gaiman’s short film Statuesque starring Bill Nighy and Amanda Palmer.
When I was flying from Detroit to Kolkata, I had the virtue of getting stuck with one of those personalized viewing screens for part of the trek (Detroit to Amsterdam.) Useless notes:
• Watching 500 Days of Summer and Inglourious Basterds (or 500 Days of Basterds) back-to-back made for a very maddening experience.
• I understand why all of you are in love with Eli Roth. My verdict is still out, though.
• I wanted to punch John Krasinski’s face in Away We Go. Instead I turned it off 15 minutes in. Maybe I missed a nuance.
I just don’t see how Jake Gyllenhaal resembles this hero in anyway. Additionally, the rumored production budget of $150,000,000 seems a bit excessive considering what we have here.
Astro Boy to Dragonball: Hollywood’s Animé Ambitions. Plus: LiLo as Sailor Moon? And a scary portrait of Japanophiles.
Mo’Nique broke my heart, she broke my heaaaaart.
This is Nakoma, Pocahontas’ absurdly bookish best friend. She is clearly sidekick material as demonstrated by her severe bangs and her obviously unsexy appearance. She’s the Nicky Hilton to Pocahontas’ Paris Hilton.
But because she’s a complete figment of Disney’s imagination, she was obviously MIA when John Smith kidnapped Pocahontas at age 10 and also when the English held her hostage and also when her dad refused to pay the ransom. Pocahontas died by age 22 and Nakoma was nowhere to be seen. Wikipedia really harshes my mellow.
Happy Columbus Day, y’all.
From Pocahontas to Street Fighter II: Crude Columbus Day Delights. I’m really bringing on the classy today.
In undergrad, I took a class called “How to Be Gay,” because apparently some of us need instruction on that sort of thing. It was taught by the wonderful David Halperin and this clip above was part of the unit about “camp.”
Tina Fey’s most daring work to date is in a film about a boy who falls in love with a fish.

On Friday, I had the esteemed privilege of watching what I believe will not only set the bar for all Oscar aspirants that will be rolling out over the next many months, but one of the most sensitive and on-the-mark sociological polemics exploring race-class conflicts since Crash. Bring It On: Fight to the Finish is closest that contemporary cinema has come to delving so deep inside the heart of the type of volatile psychology that sparked incidents in history like the Detroit Race Riots.
In this fifth sequel of the cheerleader franchise, we are asked to identify with Lina (Christina Milian), a sassy streetsmart high school girl who soon deals with the difficulties of having to attend an annoying all-white preppy Malibu high school. Because her mother marries rich. Although the film’s defining moment comes in a bitch-off between Lina and Obligatory Bitchy White Villainous Cheerleader like so:
Lina: [generic Spanish-language sass]
Bitchy Cheerleader: Oh, I’m sorry. I don’t speak Taco Bell Menu.
And in that single interchange, we are handed the answers to why there are wars in Iraq, genocide in Darfur, shootings at the Texaco border.
So in short: Yes. Rent this. It’s direct-to-DVD. I know you have nothing else going for you on Friday nights. I sure as hell didn’t when I went to see this and now my mind = blown.
A live-action Akira remake? Way to follow on the heels of Dragon Ball! I hope Sailor Moon’s next. Oh wait. Paging Geena Davis!