The End is just the Beginning
One of my favorite things about the end of the year is the ‘Best Of’ lists that pop up everywhere on the internet. They are inherently arbitrary. Inescapable. And I love them.
Viewing
Peak Good
Mare of Easttown is good. With exceptional acting, an interesting, layered story, and a solid production, it’s a worth a watch.
A focused story about a woman and her job, a town and its people, and the shared experience of struggle, there is a lot to like. But while
So Good It Hurts
All works of art, be it independent or commercial, passive or performance, have the ability to spark emotions and reactions that span the gamut from sadness to joy, from tears to laughter. I’ve felt the whole spectrum, particularly when watching my favorite mediums of film and television. But the
Movie Nostalgia
The sequel article to The ReWatchables
In Mad Men’s season one finale, Don Draper talks of the feeling of nostalgia. He says it comes from the Greek of ‘the pain from an old wound’, then goes on to say it’s ‘a twinge in your heart, far more potent
You’re Not Who I Thought You Were
When you change (West)worlds, should you change your the title of your show?
How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Love the Summer Blockbuster
When I grew up I loved big event movies. Jurassic Park, Independence Day, Men in Black, Armageddon, to name a few. These movies were schedule out for specific, high profile dates throughout the year, mainly during the summer.
This meant that between Memorial Day Weekend and Labor Day Weekend was
Flashback, Sidetracked
Let’s get this out of the way. I don’t like flashbacks. Like at all. I think they are obnoxious, lazy, and inherently counterproductive to the purpose of the story being told.
It’s like you cruising down a freeway, the traffic is flowing, you enjoying the ride to