Cheer Up with the Smiths! I’m at the American Spectator

reporting live from 1984! What everybody forgets about the Smiths is how much fun they were.And not just fun: The band careened through the '80s putting out four studio albums which were joyful, sexy, funny, self-deprecating, silly, and even sometimes compulsively danceable. The myth of Morrissey and his mopey muse has some truth to it—and he made the jokes first, in song titles like “Miserable Lie,” “Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now,” “Pretty Girls Make Graves” and the rest—but the band mocke … [Read more...]

Blogwatch, With Her Gummy Hands

Some links for a slushy Saturday evening."LGBT Rights and the UN: What the Church Does Not Teach." Powerful."Why Writers Are the Worst Procrastinators." Basically because we've always had it too easy and don't know how to work. I'd heard most of this before and it very much rings true for me--studying Russian has been a fairly brutal confrontation with my own limits, my quick temper and immediate frustration and a whole host of other character defects which are brought out when a task is … [Read more...]

“I Would Like to Send You a Memory”

ok yes, there's some really great stuff here--I thought it would be glurgy or hipster but it is really neither of those things: The more I looked, the more I found. And I discovered that, secretly, the YouTube comment box had become the strangest and most wonderful place on the internet. A place that was fascinating, endlessly moving, and heartbreakingly human. "The hustle was sexy and graceful," and other moments of joy, penitence, grief, war, love, and growing up. … [Read more...]

Enough Is Never Enough… Of “The Stuff”!

So here in the wacky land we call the Catholic Church, Halloween is the beginning of spooky death season, not the end. All of November is set aside to honor the dead, and while I may have some serious posts on that theme, I also plan to watch a ton of horror movies, because I'm the Halloween equivalent of the person who gets really intense about singing Christmas carols on December 26, apparently. I started off with The Stuff, a 1985 killer-yogurt flick.Well, the 1985 killer-yogurt flick, I … [Read more...]

I Hope You Know That This Will Go Down on Your Permanent Record: “The Spectacular Now”

Man, I was so close to loving this movie. Basically it's a John Hughes movie where you replace the romantic lead with a barely-functional alcoholic, which to no one's surprise turns out to be the way to make me finally love a John Hughes movie. I really, genuinely adored a lot of this and found it funny, sweet, and poignant, with at least some degree of wisdom.Most of the audience I saw it with (at Bethesda Row Cinema; it's also at E St) did not agree, and to be honest, they were right too. … [Read more...]

“Dolly Parton and Miss Piggy Hanging Out Will Make Your Day Better”

This is true. … [Read more...]

Ferris Bueller’s Day of Spree Killing

I watched The Boys Next Door because I read the following words in Kindertrauma's review: 1985, Penelope Spheeris, Netflix streaming. Stopped reading right there. I wasn't disappointed--although I will say that this isn't a movie I'd recommend to most of my readers, even those who do like a lot of horror flicks. The Boys Next Door is sleazy and free of redeeming social value. As Kindertrauma notes, there's a ton of in-character racism and homophobia and misogyny, and it's ugly but also … [Read more...]


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