The All-Singing All-Dan...

Somehow those smiles are the least artificial things in this movie. In 2002, a craze swept America. Everywhere, people could speak of only one thing in the hushed tones of wonder. On every pair of lips was a single name, repeated over and over until the syllables lost all meaning:...

Very Special Blossom: T...

My wife never had a prom. No dances of any kind, in point of fact. She grew up Seventh Day Adventist, and as near as I can figure, they frown on joy, and her religious high school (which I was fortunate enough to visit, and believe me way more on that later) held banquets in place of...

Pre-Order Extravaganza

Pre-orders for Mr Blank are going strong…but they could use a little boost to get to $1,500! Y’see, if we make it to $1,500 in pre-orders, Justin is going to be forced (possibly at baseball-bat-point) to write a tie-in story that will go out to all backers at $35 and...

Jodie Foster’s Beaver

What’s that? Shoot my neighbor? The Beaver was intended as a very specific kind of movie: one in which rich white people have the kind of problems the rest of us just sort of deal with, only these drama queens have to resort to something ridiculous. In this case, Mel Gibson uses...

Very Special Blossom: S...

The girl was wearing pale blue high-waisted jean shorts and a black tank top. Her hair was long, dark, and wavy, hitting her shoulders like a greasy waterfall. Her makeup was perversely brown, like she’d just finished making out with a chocolate bunny who had no plans to call her....