The inaugural euphoria residue was still lingering a week ago, but now it’s over and done with. We’re now into string-up-the-spendthrift-bankers mode. Symbolic slapdowns, getting all medieval on their ass, public floggings, mobs chasing them down streets. The time for taking bows and smiling for Annie Leibovitz is over. Stand up, show your mettle.
New York/Vulture’s Chris Rovzar has pointed out that Vanity Fair used the same cover shot of Obama several months back. Whoa.
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It took me a full month to see Wes Ball and Josh Friedman‘s Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes...
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Unless Part Two of Kevin Costner‘s Horizon (Warner Bros., 8.16) somehow improves upon the sluggish initial installment and delivers something...
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For me, A Dangerous Method (2011) is David Cronenberg‘s tastiest and wickedest film — intense, sexually upfront and occasionally arousing...
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