Only the truly trained can accurately describe how despair sounds without a noise filter. A sound technician finishes his horror movie script.
Photographer Catherine Leutenegger chronicles the decline of the Eastman Kodak Corporation and the city built by Big Yellow.
Reddit’s “Ask Me Anything” interviews—edited for the seven deadly sins—provide an Idolatry of Self so big, it produces Zen koans.
The present-day lust for ruins is nothing new. In fact, it’s nearly as old as any ruins themselves. From a flattened Louvre to Percy Bysshe Shelley, a journey to the dawn of ruin porn.
When Roger Ebert died, America was deprived of one of its finest critics. We also lost one of our best writers on addiction.
Sometimes a love scene calls for [WHIMPERS], sometimes it needs [YELPS], but knowing which one to use makes all the difference. The secret life of a professional closed captioner.
After seeing Inside Llewyn Davis I just had one question: Where was that cat supposed to pee?
Every generation gets the fictional doomsday it desires. What we learned during our dystopian, end-of-the-world summer vacation at the movies.
A childhood ban on toy guns didn’t erase the specter of death from a neighborhood.
Good old Earth was nearly destroyed, almost extinguished, and threatened with slaughter every hour in cinemas this summer. And yet, here we are. Our film critics pinpoint the collapse of the apocalypse genre.
Reviewers of Chuck Klosterman’s I Wear The Black Hat: Grappling with Villains (Real and Imagined) all like to relate Klosterman’s theory of Star Wars. The theory...
The Hours follows a single day in the lives of three women—the author Virginia Woolf; Laura Brown, a pregnant stay-at-home mom living in a California suburb in the 195...