If last month’s installment was almost uniformly dire, at least this year gives us a…
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Studios, at the time, were not equipped to play our kind of music. – Eddie…
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We open on black. A man says “Let me tell you what “Like A Virgin”…
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The kicker about that headline that mistakenly referred to Norman Mailer as the oldest-ever Emmy…
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I have this theory that women named Audrey are always beautiful. Audrey Hepburn. Audrey Tatou.…
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Who Are You, Polly Maggoo? was William Klein’s feature debut, but he wasn’t an unknown.…
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The house I grew up in is about forty miles from Disneyland. An hour’s drive…
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Happy December, my lovelies! Can you believe it’s December? Also, that it’s only 19 more…
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“I don’t know what I hate so much about that show.” “The way he says,…
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Not all film is autobiographical. But sometimes, it can be scarily precognitive. Patriotism* is Yukio…
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