Back in the day, when I was a freshman in college, I had already realized how much of a fan of nostalgia I had become. That self-awareness of this Child of the ’80s dragged me to Chuck E. Cheese with… Continue Reading →
Unknowingly, I have become a big fan of ancient technology. After my mother passed away a couple of years ago, I inherited a few items that were incredibly sentimental. And because I’m a huge fan of nostalgia, I embraced them… Continue Reading →
When I was in high school, I worked at Video Quest, a small video rental store in my hometown. This was back before streaming services put thousands of movies at your fingertips. If you wanted to watch a movie, you… Continue Reading →
I remember when Grogu first showed up in The Mandalorian and my immediate reaction was basically, “Oh look, here comes Disney’s newest marketing scheme.” It felt obvious to me, at the time. You’ve got this tiny green baby alien with… Continue Reading →
Back in 2019, I found myself in a place I wouldn’t wish onto anybody. I was recently divorced and my house felt less like a home and more like solitary confinement. The silence wasn’t peaceful. It just sat there, heavy,… Continue Reading →
Going into 2026, I’ve found myself genuinely optimistic about the state of horror in a way I haven’t felt in a while. Not the cautious “maybe this year won’t be a disaster” optimism, but the kind that comes from looking… Continue Reading →
I’m starting to wonder if my movie tastes have quietly drifted out of sync with the critical consensus. Not in a “everyone else is wrong” way, but in that slow realization that the movies hitting me hardest are often the… Continue Reading →
I grew up around faith the way some people grow up around fire. It was always present, always framed as protective and always capable of doing real damage, depending on who was holding the match. I watched ordinary people gain… Continue Reading →
I have a long, complicated history with group projects. Not the school kind, where some kid named Kyle shows up with nothing but a Capri-Sun and the confidence of a man who did zero work, but the adult kind: meetings,… Continue Reading →
I have always been fascinated by the little snap judgments people make when they think no one is watching. Growing up, I saw it all the time. Someone would clutch their purse a little tighter when a stranger walked by,… Continue Reading →