- After each gun massacre, the new hospital pizza tradition.
- Fewer guns, fewer shootings—it’s not that complicated.
- The lieutenant governor who thinks that “Fellow Christians who are serious about their faith” need to own a handgun.
- The ever-shrinking number of Americans who owns guns still control the debate.
- Ben Carson, superhero.
- Stephen King, pro gun-control gun owner: “Can’t put a seatbelt on a semi-automatic.”
- No, a gun-owning citizenry wouldn’t have stopped the Holocaust.
- 90 people a day.
- Here are the people who could do something.
- Print and read: The idea that valiant gun-owners can defend everyone from mass shootings is a myth.
From A.O. Scott’s quasi-manifesto “Film Snob? Is That So Wrong?”
What I’m trying to say is: Yes, fine, I am a snob. I revere the formal achievement of the first and most recent “Mad Max” movies. I sneer at most biopics and costume dramas. I like my pleasures slow and difficult. I would rather watch a mediocre film from South America or Eastern Europe about the sufferings of poor people than a mediocre Hollywood comedy about the inconveniences of the affluent. I look up in admiration at models of artistic perfection, sound judgment and noble achievement, and I look down on what I take to be the stupid, cheap and cynical aspects of public discourse…
Sometimes a snob is a person enjoying certain things for their cachet, for what they believe it will say about them.
Other times, a snob is somebody with very definitive tastes that happen to not agree with the majority of people. This tends to make the majority annoyed and defensive about their own tastes.
Here’s to that kind of snob.
A scene from perhaps the greatest movie that will never be made:
EXT. CITY ALLEYWAY. NIGHT.
Police tape marks the scene. Red and blue lights flash. A young, nervous-looking BEAT COP sees STRUNK and WHITE approaching.
It’s over here, detectives. The body was found about an hour ago.
Use the active voice, rookie.
Oh god, it’s horrible. I feel nauseous.
Unless you mean you’re sickening to contemplate, you mean “nauseated.” Now get out of my crime scene before you puke all over it.
WHITE (inspecting the body)
It’s definitely our guy, Strunk.
The Crossword Killer?
Yeah. And look, he’s getting more confident. This time, he used a pen.
Every year this week, the good folks at the American Library Association “celebrate” Banned Books Week. It’s a way of drawing attention to all the books that are challenged for removal from libraries for various reasons, usually having to do with material deemed inappropriate for young students assigned to read them.
Though it should be noted—as Ruth Graham points out at Slate—really this should be called “Censored” or “Challenged Books Week” since you can’t really ban books in the United States of America; much as some people might wish that were not true.
The most frequently challenged titles are frequently assigned books that do any of the following:
- depicts teenagers acting like teenagers
- includes gay characters who aren’t treated as lepers
- reflects in any way the world as it actually is, not how religious fundamentalists, PC extremists, trigger-warning bluestockings, and closed-minded nativists imagine it to be
1) The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, by Sherman Alexie
Reasons: anti-family, cultural insensitivity, drugs/alcohol/smoking, gambling, offensive language, sex education, sexually explicit, unsuited for age group, violence. Additional reasons: “depictions of bullying”
2) Persepolis, by Marjane Satrapi
Reasons: gambling, offensive language, political viewpoint. Additional reasons: “politically, racially, and socially offensive,” “graphic depictions”
3) And Tango Makes Three, Justin Richardson and Peter Parnell
Reasons: Anti-family, homosexuality, political viewpoint, religious viewpoint, unsuited for age group. Additional reasons: “promotes the homosexual agenda”
4) The Bluest Eye, by Toni Morrison
Reasons: Sexually explicit, unsuited for age group. Additional reasons: “contains controversial issues”
5) It’s Perfectly Normal, by Robie Harris
Reasons: Nudity, sex education, sexually explicit, unsuited to age group. Additional reasons: “alleges it child pornography”
6) Saga, by Brian Vaughan and Fiona Staples
Reasons: Anti-Family, nudity, offensive language, sexually explicit, and unsuited for age group. Additional reasons:
7) The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini
Reasons: Offensive language, unsuited to age group, violence
8) The Perks of Being a Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky
Reasons: drugs/alcohol/smoking, homosexuality, offensive language, sexually explicit, unsuited for age group. Additional reasons: “date rape and masturbation”
9) A Stolen Life, Jaycee Dugard
Reasons: drugs/alcohol/smoking, offensive language, sexually explicit, and unsuited for age group
10) Drama, by Raina Telgemeier
Reasons: sexually explicit
The ALA has posted a list of books that are not just frequently challenged but are also on the Radcliffe Publishing Course’s Top 100 Novels of the 20th Century. (Including, very ironically, 1984.)
- It’s time: Translating Shakespeare into English.
- So, the idea is to…?
- Ikea for refugees.
- Unfortunately for all the Lynne Truss types out there, punctuation is, has been, and will always be frustratingly inconsistent.
- Is there water on Mars? If so, it’s all part of the liberal agenda.
- The Martian: One astronaut’s review.
- Diagnosis: Gay marriage derangement syndrome.
- 20 or 30 years ago, Americans eating and exercising exactly the same as they would today gained less weight.
- Print and read: “Yesterday’s poets are today’s detectives”—An excerpt from Patti Smith’s new book.
Astronauts go to Mars and a storm makes them bug out early, thinking they’ve left one of their own behind dead. Only that astronaut, a botanist played by Matt Damon with Chuck Yeager panache, isn’t dead and he’s got to figure out how to stay alive on an alien planet for years while Mission Control tries to put together a rescue plan. The Martian, based on Andy Weir’s bestseller, is the first Ridley Scott film in years that registers a pulse and might be the year’s first film to grab attention from both mainstream audiences and Oscar voters.
A can-do paean to engineering and astronaut awesomeness, The Martian is opening everywhere this week. My review is at PopMatters.
Here’s the trailer:
In 1974, a lithe, clownish French tightrope artist named Philippe Petit strung a rope between the two towers of the World Trade Center and did a death-defying 45-minute act up there in the clouds, almost too high for people on the ground to see what he was doing. In The Walk, Robert Zemeckis translates that legendary bit of aerobatics into a 3D spectacle.
The Walk is opening this week in a limited 3D IMAX run, which is truly the way to take in its vertiginous heights, and then opens wider on October 9.
My review is at PopMatters:
Once upon a time, everything was not fenced off. Those who remember life in New York City before 9/11 will experience moments of cognitive dissonance while watching Robert Zemeckis’ The Walk. It’s jarring to see the Twin Towers again standing like steel sentinels over Manhattan. It’s stranger still to see people rushing through one of the lobbies while it’s still under construction… with nobody stopping them. The scene recalls a time when we didn’t think anyone would want to break in to the site or worse, want to destroy it…
You can also see my review of the 2008 documentary about Petit’s walk, Man on Wire, at Medium.
The trailer for The Walk is here:
Remember magazines? National Lampoon was one of the best. Beyond serving as something of a thinking man’s Mad, it also fostered that upswell of talent coming out of the Chicago comedy improv scene in the 1970s and midwifed them to stardom at Saturday Night Live. Sure, that ultimately led to Coneheads the movie, but we can probably lay that more at Lorne Michaels’ feet.
Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead: The Story of the National Lampoon is playing now in limited release; my review is at PopMatters:
People who only know National Lampoon as that odd possessive sitting atop posters for Animal House andVacation might be surprised by some details provided by Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead: The Story of the National Lampoon. They might not have realized the depth of talent the comedy magazine cultivated. Or they might be surprised learn this monthly publication had a circulation of one million. Or that Chevy Chase was once considered a comedy genius…
Here’s the trailer:
Although Trainwreck garnered all the headlines for this year’s explicit woman-oriented edgy romantic comedy, Leslye Headland’s Sleeping with Other People fulfills a lot of the promise that that Amy Schumer/Judd Apatow collaboration couldn’t quite deliver on.
Sleeping with Other People is playing now. My review is at PopMatters:
A deconstructive sweet-and-sourball of a romantic comedy, Sleeping With Other People seems made for the therapeutically inclined. To that end, it doesn’t quite deliver the story we might expect from its initial meet-cute. Lainey (Alison Brie) and Jake (Jason Sudeikis) do make their way to a big dance number and some climactic soul-baring, but Leslye Headland’s movie doesn’t balance out emotional payoffs for everybody. Both partners learn lessons, but neither quite gets what they want…
Here’s the trailer: