here are few directors today who can capture the quotidian as brilliantly as Joe Swanberg in T.V. show Easy. Noah Baumbach comes to mind, with his ability to make the natural both accessible and discursive, much like the philosophical arc of conversation. French cinema also shows us everyday beauty, the sort of pace of the […]
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Aaron Sorkin has long been a consummate screenwriter. His work on The West Wing made what could have been exercise in crushing boredom a sharp, enjoyable journey through American government. Having also written screenplays for The Social Network, Moneyball and Steve Jobs, Sorkin foments fabulous intelligence on the screen. He is a coveted screenwriter, and […]
People wonder why religion is in a state of quivering crisis, why the institutions who deliver a moral and life-guiding prospectus every week are beginning to exist in a chamber of increasingly resounding echoes. A proper answer to this would require pages and pages of disquisition, and I do not have such a luxury. I […]
As a post-script to this review of The Disaster Artist, I feel morally obliged to mention the recent revelations regarding James Franco’s sexual misconduct. Due to these misdeeds, Franco did not receive an Oscar nomination for what many view as a consummate performance (and rightfully so, on both counts). When writing my review, I chose […]
Bret Easton Ellis in his novel Less Than Zero characterizes the L.A. sun as a sort of incessant breath, whose orange-white effulgence melts identity. He gives us “Images of teenagers, people my own age, looking up from the asphalt and being blinded by the sun.”
The notion that humans are complex is not as bald a fact as many take it. “We’re complex” seems to live in our vocabulary as a trite excuse, not something that calls for incessant investigation. In fact, there has been some shift away from the investigation of such complexity.
When I left for college my mom cried and my dad tried not to. Emotion is part of exit; leaving rustles in the piles of emotions that lay dormant for most of our days. College, almost more than any other event, mobilizes these watery armies.
When I first thought I wanted to write an editorial on why music is the linchpin of our happiness I was excited, precisely because I was thinking about that famous Kerouac quote about the mad ones, the ones that shoot across the sky like spiders and burn like a Roman candle.
Kristen Stewart has secured herself an unfortunate place in the popular imagination. As a young, nubile vampire-loving teenager, Stewart penciled herself into the role of the C-level actor, A-level celebrity, the same career-stifling niche Robert Pattinson, Taylor Lautner and Zac Efron had a place in.
I often find it annoying to be alone with my thoughts, mostly because I can’t seem to think of anything worthwhile. I’m not able to concentrate. It’s nearly impossible to saturate a single thought because of the incessant patter of others.
Is there such a thing as unadulterated experience? Maybe, if you’re looking at stars in the middle of a field in Montana, but even then how is your experience impacted by the myriad societal alarms going off in your head? Is it possible to detach? Or is that even the right question?
The anticipated seasonal depression that sweeps through tennis fans every year is waiting in suspension as the 2017 ATP Finals sap the last remaining energy from the world’s top tennis professionals.
Tennis fans have begun to weep. As the calendar year comes to a close, and the holiday season begins to swell, the tennis season rides its own denouement into a period of relative dormancy.
I was sitting and thinking, when it occurred to me that I inhabit a kind of ideological conflict, and that there exists something peculiar in the way I operate my thoughts about the world. They are bifurcated.
David Fincher’s new show on Netflix, Mindhunter, is more than culturally competent, it is a socially agile period-piece that dives into the far-reaching innovations of sociological and psychological criminology.
As a liberal arts major it is a bold and somewhat self-effacing statement to say our age is too philosophical, a) because in the sense of reading Kant, it really isn’t, and b) because on the surface it undermines my entire operation.
Roger Federer has had a stunning 2017. His resume for this year alone would put any young player over the moon.
Every sport has the young star who knows he’s both young, and a star.
I’ve just started to dip a toe in the job world — the one with interviews, resumes and implications.
Flashback to 2004. What were you doing? I was seven and not doing much. Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal were beginning a half decade of international dominance on the Association of Tennis Professionals (ATP) World Tour.
Film has been weaved into the fabric of my intellectual life.
A friend of mine told me to listen to Pvris (pronounced Paris) about a year ago, when they had only one full length album released.
Today’s culture can be explained through many different phenomena: social media, and technological proliferation, to name a few.
The U.S Open is heralded to be the last big stop on the tennis calendar for both the women and men on the tennis circuit.