Negative Space
Every few months I find myself home alone on a Saturday night drinking. That is not a problem, and it might even happen this Saturday. But invariably one of those mumblecore films like Funny Ha […]
Page & Screen
Cradle-Robbing
So, in last season of Damages, Jill the cradle-robbing gallery owner who has stolen away Patty Hewes’ teenage son was said to have received her PhD in 1988. I was 16 in 1988. I don’t […]
New Model, Same as the Old Model
Taking issue with The New York Times' style section is futile work but it has been a long holiday weekend (I do have to return to work tomorrow to a possibly empty office because I’m […]
Frankly, I Would Be More Interested in a Descendant of Joyce DeWitt
So, if you make it into The New York Times’ Vows (with an impressive eight months between meeting and marrying) and you’re the rare breed lacking an Ivy League education or philanthropist parents (the bride’s […]
It Beats an Outhouse
Just this weekend I was wondering what happened to Karen Grassle. (The long and short of it was that James had never seen Little House on the Prairie and was under the incredibly misguided impression […]
Elite Forces
I don’t know if it’s the political climate, the mainstreaming of the internet or what but based on totally random anecdotal evidence there appears to be a distressing movement toward commenters labeling people they don’t […]
More and More to Love
More to Love is confusing for many reasons (as opposed to Dance Your Ass Off, which doesn't even pretend to be earnest). I couldn't even watch the second episode. If 2/3 of Americans are truly […]
Madam President
This is about as close as I’ll ever come to talking politics, which is not very. There wasn’t anything surprising to me about Obama’s Supreme Court Judge Sonia Sotomayor. Latina judges have been a daytime […]
Make it Big
I was kind of blown away at the gym the other day when out of boredom I was forced to read Glamour with Miley Cyrus on the cover only to discover a photo spread, a […]
Eurostyle
It's not just horrible things like rooster rugs and starfish quilts that work their way into my house courtesy of James' parents (obese cat, all my own doing). Oh no, he's also been the recipient […]