But I jest, because love knows no boundaries. Unless, like my late Uncle Phil, you decide to mate with an elk and die in a horrible antler-up-the-colon accident. Continue reading
But I jest, because love knows no boundaries. Unless, like my late Uncle Phil, you decide to mate with an elk and die in a horrible antler-up-the-colon accident. Continue reading
The beloved Michael J.Fox cinematic masterwork known as Teen Wolf is actually a racist parable about the 1980s white man’s fear of the black man’s perceived athletic superiority. Predator is the ultimate homoerotic ’80s action movie, or does it only want you to think it is? Why the ’80s were like Return Of The Jedi and the horrifying and wonderful hidden message of E.T. that threatens to forever tear asunder how you look at the decade where the ’60s cuts its hair and got a real job. Continue reading
The battle lines have been drawn in the city, both on the ground with its occupants and its government, and in the media: on one side, the alt-weeklies, twitterati and alternative sources of information and on the other, Fox 25 and friends. Continue reading
I don’t care if Huey Lewis makes your ears bleed, if you find a fresh-faced Michael J. Fox a little too perky or if Christopher Lloyd in a lab coat freaks you out: There’s something to be said for nostalgia, and Back to the Future is a coveted classic trilogy for a reason. Continue reading
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