When my lady-love and I got in line for The LEGO Batman Movie, I had set the bar pretty high.
“Santa Clarita Diet” only popped up on my radar a month or so ago with a clever, minimalist ad campaign that gave away just enough to intrigue: this is a show where Drew Barrymore eats people, and Justified’s Timothy Olyphant plays her relaxed stoner husband.
Well, it’s official: Donald Trump is the least American American president in the history of the office. He has zero concept of what this country stands for, and the last week has gone above and beyond to prove that.
Here we are, barely a week into the Trump administration, and there is already enough going on to merit an entire section of the paper, let alone a single column.
Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events, based on the books by Daniel Handler (pen name: Lemony Snicket) is an exercise in fantastically morose whimsy.
Four years. That’s what we are in for. Four years of a president whose skin is so thin, he lashes out on a Twitter account someone definitely should have reigned in by now.
There’s a song by Death Cab For Cutie I listen to every January 1st. The first line is “So this is the new year/and I don’t feel any different.”
Rogue One has done the seemingly impossible and made itself into the new Empire for the Star Wars franchise.
As we continue slouching toward Jan. 20, Trump continues to stack his cabinet and break his campaign promises.
On Sunday, Dec. 4, the Army Corps of Engineers denied permits for the construction of a crucial easement meant to run under Lake Oahe near the Standing Rock Sioux Indian Reservation.