On the weekend, I hung out with some peeps, my "kidz" and neighbors, and with their pals, sipping any number of different beers (Guinness, Horchata flavored ale, and the best of the el cheapo beers, Pabst).
If you've lived in California, a major earthquake is your worst nightmare. The thought of a 9.5 quake is almost unimaginable and terrifying. Quick, stand under a doorway or hide under a desk, it's coming and the aftermath is not all that pretty in San Andreas.
The honorable folks at Lincoln Center Theater have once again been slightly -- though not seriously -- misguided in their aim to reach out to younger and non-traditional audiences with the offerings under their LCT3 program.
If you like your summer entertainment to be a little "West Wing" with a dash of "Dallas" and a really bad "SYTYCD" audition thrown in, then the six-part miniseries (That's all? Boo!) is the perfect way to wind down the hot months.
On the surface, they appear to be whip-smart, accomplished, self-assured, dedicated and passionate overachievers (at least many of them are). Look a bit deeper and watch them derail like train wrecks. Now imagine that said family is the former first family of the United States.
Gugino moves seamlessly from family films to horror to studio blockbusters to tiny independent movies to theatre. That would be like Lin playing all week for the Knicks, suiting up for the Liberty on weekends and hitting the local Y late night just to keep his game sharp.
"Justified" makes the case that even people who make bad choices are worth spending time with -- if they have a code, if they have some kind of loyalty to the place they're from, if they have decent manners, damn it.