Boob-Tube: Best Television Of 2009 (and the decade)
It is the end of the year and the end of the decade. For some of you, it will be a time of sitting down to family dinners, exchanging gifts, and creat...
It is the end of the year and the end of the decade. For some of you, it will be a time of sitting down to family dinners, exchanging gifts, and creat...
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British comic Ricky Gervais has one kicky concept behind his directorial debut, The Invention of Lying. On an alternate earth, humanity lacks the capacity for lying so truth-telling is just telling.
I find it terribly depressing that we are all anesthetized by screens wherever we go. How can I feel that way since while away countless hours in front of another screen? Is it because this one lets me talk to it?
Gervais and his co-writer/director create one premise, then seem to shift to something else - and then to something else again. But the conceptual problems are less troubling than the essential shortage of laughs.
Explosions and mechanical mayhem have supplanted plot and character at the movies and thus, the simple art of storytelling has moved into living rooms. Where plots develop and characters grow, sex happens.
School isn't so bad when you're making it a better place, like they did in the 80's documentary, 21 Jump Street!
Movie and television reviews of DVDs, from little-known Japanese classics to The Office "Season Five."
I confess that I dread August 4 each year. Bad things have happened in my life on August 4 -- two cataclysmic events.
The making of this movie was a family adventure. And we quickly found that this was the way we needed to look at it -- and the way we needed to sell it to our family!
I wish Jack Black well. I really do. And Michael Cera, too. Funny guys, both of them. But I'm sorry, films like Year One just aren't going to cut it anymore.
Let the Academy be officially forewarned: if Maya Rudolph doesn't get an Oscar nomination, then I'm not watching the show.
Maybe we're becoming information snobs, but discerning net surfers are demanding updated and transparent content on a number of subjects.
Mrs. Blago would be completely unheard of if it weren't for the disgusting, grossly illegal, incredibly corrupt, and embarrassingly disgraceful actions of her husband as Governor.
The deal drew praise from Senate Democrats, who had earlier blocked the closing of the detention camp, and from CBS executives, who had been desperately searching for something to spice up their fall schedule.
He probably hasn't considered it, but President Obama needs Amy Poehler to make government functionaries our next secular saviors.
You could credit Steve Carell, Mike Myers or Dana Carvey for giving the entire world pause when the word "hard" is used in passing conversation, but none of that really answers who "she" is.
I'm here to say that, as it stands, TV turns out more solid and consistent entertainment every week than the Hollywood movie studios put out between January and October most years.
I recently sat down with Paul Feig, the creator of Freaks & Geeks for an episode of my interview program, The Bully! Pulpit show.
I am thankful that my midlife crisis this year didn't involve a sports car or a fling with a younger woman, but instead led me to purchase tickets to seven concerts this past summer.
**By Luis Andres Henao** Last Saturday, Gerri Williams and Audrey Williams sat inside the food court at Steamtown mall escaping the rain that poured ...