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Loving and the Long Fight for Equal Marriage Rights
A woman named Loving died last month, a pioneer in the fight for equal rights to marriage. She was black, but the parallels of her case to the current fight for equal marriage rights for gay and lesbian couples are striking. Continue reading
The Year’s Most Beautiful Movie
Get High On a New Thing *
So for tomorrow’s paper, I spent several hours yesterday watching stoner comedies. And lo, they were funny, though epically dude-centric. (Still, when two of said dudes are John Cho and Kal Penn, I can manage to redirect my mild ire.) Continue reading
Portland: You’re Failing Me
So, yes, I strongly dislike the book Twilight, even though I couldn’t be spoken to while I read it; it’s one of those Pringles books that’s terrible for you (does the world need any more impossibly-perfect heroines who can’t do a damn thing for themselves?) and impossible to stop reading. BUT. I have a weakness for poor doomed (please, we are so out of spoiler territory on this one) Hogwarts student Cedric Diggory. Continue reading
Could You Describe the Ruckus, Sir?
True Story*: Several (OK, six) years ago when I was still living in New York, I went out a couple of times with a fellow who knew another Molly. Yeah, that one. The Ringwald. This was a source of awe and wonder, of course, but I tried not to bring it up; that would be, like, dorky of me. Still, there came an evening when this fellow called me from a party at That Molly’s house. There is no post-teenage shock like seeing RINGWALD, MOLLY on your caller ID. Did I take a picture? You bet your DVD of The Breakfast Club I did. Continue reading
Movies Are Neat, and So Are Comics
Edgar Wright makes awesome movies. Perhaps his name sounds familiar from such films as Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz? If not, please familiarize yourself with said films as soon as humanly possible. While you’re at it, you may want to check out all three seasons of Arrested Development, one of the best half-hour comedies ever to grace television. Pay special attention to Michael Cera, who ever so winningly plays the young George Michael Bluth. Isn’t he charming? Continue reading
I Can’t Help It
Despite the horror that was Revenge of the Sith, I still get excited about Star Wars news. It’s like a compulsion. Or something. I was one of those kids who wore my Princess Leia underoos to shreds and only wanted to play Star Wars, OK? It’s in my blood. So I greeted this news with excitement and suspicion all at once: Continue reading
(Some of the) Best of The Movie Club
Every year, Slate’s Movie Club is one of the very, very best discussions about the previous year in film. Fiery, feisty, packed with opinion and disagreement, it’s worth deep reading even if you think any given year’s critics aren’t your favorites. You’re as likely to find new favorites reading the Club as you as to lose some love for old faves. And this year is no exception. A selection of favorite quotes: Continue reading
Poor Terry Gilliam
My fellow movie critic Jason Blair, who doesn’t have a blog of his own yet, sent this over this morning and it just cried out, “Blog fodder! I am blog fodder!” So here you go: Continue reading