I sometimes wonder if the universe is trying to humble me. Maybe I have gotten too comfortable sleeping through the night without worrying about animatronic animals attempting to rearrange my spinal column. Maybe life has gotten too peaceful, too quiet,… Continue Reading →
I have always had a soft spot for stories that take something familiar and twist it just enough to make it feel new again. Give me a reimagined fairy tale, a sideways sequel, a villain-centric prequel and I am all… Continue Reading →
There are certain thoughts you never want to admit out loud as a parent. The kind that sit in a dusty attic in the back of your brain, where you hope they stay forever. But every once in a while,… Continue Reading →
There are some life decisions you never expect to be part of the job description, when you sign up for adulthood. Taxes? Sure. Car troubles? Expected. Realizing I am finally at the age where my shoulders make more noise than… Continue Reading →
Sometimes I look in the mirror and think, “Man, if I could just make a few tweaks, I’d be unstoppable. Maybe drop a few pounds here, add a little muscle there…” You know, the classic mental makeover montage where I… Continue Reading →
Has it really been 15 years since Ramona Flowers allowed Scott Pilgrim to fight her seven evil ex-boyfriends in exchange for her affection? It’s been even shorter since the same actress, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, was locked in a dingy basement… Continue Reading →
Imagine stepping into your parents’ dimly lit attic, where the air is thick with nostalgia and the faint scent of old books mingles with mildew. You fumble for the dusty chain hanging from the ceiling, your fingers brushing against the… Continue Reading →
Hagsploitation is a subgenre of horror that has recently gained popularity. That’s a wild word, but it means exactly what it sounds like: horror films focusing on deranged older women. It may seem surprising that this exists, but it does…. Continue Reading →
We have all done stuff when we were kids that we regret. When I was 8 years old, I was accused of stealing the last chocolate-chip cookie from the jar. The cookie in question, mind you, was the crown jewel… Continue Reading →
I’ve always had a love-hate relationship with M. Night Shyamalan’s movies. On one hand, his talent for crafting suspenseful atmospheres with surprising twists keeps me intrigued and coming back, hopeful for another masterpiece like The Sixth Sense or Unbreakable. But… Continue Reading →
