Ever since Sam Kinison used the term “courtesy laugh,” I’ve been careful to keep track of films that actually deliver at least a little honest comedy, and while Theodore Melfi’s St. Vincent isn’t fall on the floor stuff, there’s something sweet and honest about the thing. In the grumpy-old-man, get-off-my-lawn category this delivers. I find myself..
I copped out a bit in my last blog about sex and the Fifty Shades thing, because I called for “a frank, celebratory discussion” — and then proceeded not to have one. Sex is just difficult to talk about, but I’m going to talk about it, because I’m tired of the Godless scum hogging the..
I will avoid the temptation to render a judgment about films and books I haven’t examined and limit myself to this observation about the “50 Shades of Gray” phenomenon: the longing for sexual fulfillment, in this world, certainly does take many bizarre forms. Can we all agree on at least that much? As I write..
Why did I pay good money to watch Birdman? Not sure. It might have been a convergence of social media feed-strength, along with the vague sense that someone — Michael Keaton — had been nominated for something Birdmanish. I don’t remember Keaton in much of anything lately, and maybe he finally found something he liked…
Don’t worry about that title. I’m a capitalist, down to the bone, blood, and sinew. During basketball games, as a 6’2″ 9th grader, I sat on the bench reading books about the stock market. These days, I spend almost all of my spare mental time wondering how I can make my small business grow, since..
Christianity is fairly simple: man is a sinner, and Jesus came to pay the price for those sins: all who truly believe on Him are saved. Unfortunately, under Gay Sharia Law, that may be unapproved expression, subject to fines and jail time. If you don’t think so, take a look at this story about a..
Imagine, as I did the other day, a toddler raised by an ardent, prophecy-hungry, dispensationalist mother. The little boy runs in from the back yard, anxious to discuss some playground injustice. Tommy: Brendon keeps throwing snails at me! Mommy: Did you ask him to stop? Tommy: I did! Twice! Mommy: Well, listen, Tommy, we have to remember..
Politichicks ran an article of mine this morning on the subject of having fun. My super short, mini-micro, two paragraph thesis is that conservatives need to combine celebration, romance, music, good food and fine wine with the task of “taking back America.” The Bible is a divine record of knowing there is a time for..
But if you’re going to tell, make it really interesting… I endured, and enjoyed, writers workshops at Stanford and University of Iowa in the early 1980s, back when I thought there was no higher honor in the charted universe than to have a story published in the New Yorker. I haven’t really followed literary fiction..
When Words Don’t Mean A Thing.. I have, in my arsenal of dubious and less than marketable skills, the ability to sense when someone is using polite language to communicate contempt. I can tell when certain smiles mean, “drop dead.” I can feel when certain sorts of laughter mean: “get lost — permanently.” ..