Travis Scott is baaack. The good, psychedelic weirdo Travis Scott.
The best Travis McGee novel since the original, if you ask me. It treads a lot of new ground.
This album is a triumph of creativity, clever production and, well… pure evil, I suppose.
There are many documentaries about Norwegian black metal, but only one dedicated to their most iconic band Mayhem.
Our action heroes are inferior to those of the eighties and nineties and we’re (partly) to blame for that.
Ross MacDonald was undeniably talented, but was he really a mystery novelist?
In the glory years of world-weary private detectives, there was this dude writing about a bunch of cops.
Stoner/doom giants Sleep have awaken (pun intended) and are still awesome.
We have fond memories of this movie, but it really just bridged the gap between the two eras of the Die Hard franchise.
Sequels are usually a terrible idea, but Die Hard 2 found an interesting loophole so that it wouldn’t suck.
What better way to celebrate Die Hard’s anniversary than to watch it again to try and figure out the secret of its immortality?
The fourth Travis McGee novel is somewhat of a curve ball. It’s one of these books you need to be already into the character to appreciate.
The singles on this album are great for what they are. But everything else about it sucks.
Now You See Me 2 is now available on Netflix. One would believe that movie tanked, but it inexplicably didn’t.
