The Revolution Will be Televised: How the Internet has transformed the TV Thing First, a brief biographical note that will make me seem tragically old and hopelessly unsexy: I was born on the night the last episode of “M*A*S*H” aired. Setting a pattern that would continue until today, I was behind schedule and not born until 12:05 on March 1st, [...]
As a man in his late twenties, I am an outlier, at least when it comes to videogames, a subject many of my peers will happily stop their lives to play (or wait in really long lines for midnight releases). I have a PlayStation 3 console, which I use for its superlative Blu-ray player (all the better to watch the [...]
Recently I was on the subway. There was a beautiful young girl, who was wearing tall black-and-white striped socks like she had just stepped out of a Tim Burton movie or finished up her shift at Hot Topic. She had her head down and was reading her worn paperback. Since I am a total wimp and a total ooey gooey [...]
Why “Jumping the Shark” Is Necessary for a TV Show’s Success On the season finale of Southspoitation vampire extravaganza “True Blood” a woman gave birth to quadruplets of unknown mystical origin, one of the main characters turned into a pile of goop and then reformed out of that goop, multiple unnamed vampires exploded in what can only be described [...]
It happened a few weeks ago while I was in Austin for the South by Southwest film festival. I remember the exact, epiphany-like moment (what alcoholics refer to as “a moment of clarity”) — like the time I realized I was straight, and another time, years later, that I realized being straight doesn’t have to keep you from having a [...]
A good friend of mine (who is a dude-man, it should be noted) recently started dating a new guy, and things are moving so fast and so passionately that it looks like the relationship could end up being really, really serious. And it’s not notable that they got together and are clicking, as they’re both great guys that you want [...]
A couple of months ago, I was leaving a film screening down the street from our beloved New School. I slid out of the theater and onto the sidewalk, where a young African-American couple had stopped, oblivious to the ebb and flow of sidewalk traffic.
I was at a film screening recently when I got to chatting with a prominent film and television critic part of the journalistic old guard, before anybody with a laptop and an opinion could call themselves a reviewer.
At some point in the mid-1970s, it looked like the world of adult film and mainstream cinema would merge, beautifully, into something altogether new and unique. The old studio system was crumbling, which let movies like the X-rated “Midnight Cowboy” sneak in, finding wide audiences (and winning a Best Picture Oscar).
Lately, I’ve been getting junk email requesting participation in the first annual New School alumni email list.
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