Part of the fun of the Oscars, quite honestly, is complaining about the picks: Vice? What were they thinking? Or, How could the Academy ignore
Hollywood measures success in two ways: One, the amount of money it rakes in; and two, the number of Oscars its movies take home. And
You’ve heard of the glass ceiling, right? That cliché took on a whole different meaning this weekend. Glass, the latest from director M. Night Shyamalan,
Comedian Kevin Hart may not be hosting the Oscars this year. But he still found an upside in the midst of the controversy. Like, literally.
It’s that time of year. The time when some of us build our weekend schedules around football games, both college and pro. Bowl games. Championships.
The holidays have wrapped (or been unwrapped, if you will) and 2018 has tipped its hat and said fare-thee-well. So what does the new year
If DC superheroes were a high school football team, Aquaman would’ve been the perennial backup placekicker: He was part of the team, sure, but not
Seems only appropriate that a superhero would close out 2018 at the top of the box office. For the second straight week, Aquaman swam to
See ya, 2018. Wouldn’t want to be ya. Who would? The year was so crazy that even Vincent Van Gogh would have suggested it get
What a Christmas present. My daughter gifted me the other night with tickets to see the five-year passion project of director Peter Jackson. (The Fathom
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