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In this roundup of new DVDs and Blu-Rays, we take a look at the darker-than-dark noir film The Killer Inside Me, the "Mexican New Wave" drama I'm Gonna Explode, and a slew of recently released TV shows.
The 2010-11 television season has only just begun and it's already taking several unexpected twists and turns, resulting in important lessons and interesting observations for all. Here are ten of them.
Earlier this year, the director James Ivory of Merchant Ivory Productions paid touching tribute in the Times to his late partner-producer of 40 years, Ismail Merchant. Recalling this, I am moved to write about my own experience with the man.
I'm probably going to start calling this season Project Runway: Eight is Enough as soon as the novelty has worn off after ten minutes or two cocktails, whichever comes first. But I love it, you see, so I can't let it go.
Hi guys! Before I start this week's recap, I have a few public service announcements: First and most importantly, I will not be doing a recap next we...
Virgin America invited me to attend the in-flight premiere of Fly Girls, a docu-series that follows the lives of five flight attendants.
When HuffPost asked me to do some Fashion Week coverage for them, I looked down at my Payless flats and canvas carry-all and said, essentially, Moi? Arianna, girl, is you crazy?
The designers splashed big hot Campbell's soup messes all over women recovering from major surgery and it was a Very Special Episode, albeit one that unfortunately resulted in terrible garments.
It's morning at the Atlas apartments. A sleepy Anna gazes longingly at Ping's empty bed as if thinking "Oh the fun we had, draping each other in burlap and rolling down Madison Avenue!"
I like Lost. A lot. I've watched it from its spectacular cinematic beginning in the fall of 2004. I've probably seen every episode. And I'm still not sure what's really going on.
Did Woody, a star of the movie The Messenger, think he would win a best actor award? No, he said, without hesitation.
The designers arrive at their secret destination: the LA Times! I'm actually kind of amazed that employees weren't setting things on fire in the background during this scene--isn't it like Lord of the Flies over there now?
The Soloist was oscar bair but no one was nibbling. Down on his luck Downey helps talented but homeless Foxx in this TV movie-ready story.
Farrah represented for me the cool sister that I never had at the time--somebody free and empowered and, most of all, fun.
This week's opening recap was essential to remind me who the hell these people are. What it failed to do was remind me why I should care. And then I remembered; I hate Taj and Ex-Coach.
In honor of Warren Beatty's Birthday (he turns 72 today) I'm revisiting (yet again) my adoration of both Ishtar and Bulworth... According to...
