The Coen brothers are back with their best movie in over a decade.
Where I try to understand how it made stereotypical ghosts scary again.
This album feels like a flamethrower to the face, but in the best possible way.
Vince Staples is leaner and meaner than ever on FM! and the peasants rejoice.
I got bored with reading fiction in October, so I read about fiction instead.
Because discussing movies should be as easy as counting up to 5.
Bodyguard is both pleasantly surprising and infuriating at times. Thus is the reality of a show trying to tackle important issue, but lacking the courage to do it properly.
It’s not that people didn’t like this movie, but three years after it came out… nobody cares about it anymore.
I would’ve loved to love this album, but I don’t believe Death Magnetic even loves itself.
This movie features creepy masks and people violently murdering each other, but what else? Not much else.
I’m all for morally ambiguous movies, but this is stretching it a liiiitle too far…
There are two kinds of people in publishing: 1) James Patterson and 2) desperate loons. This books will reveal to you which one you are.
This is pure, unadulterated Keaton to feed your addiction. But like heroin, it may or may not be the right place to start.
Behemoth’s new album is the logical continuation of The Satanist, but it’s a welcome addition to their discography nonetheless.
