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Marvel’s top 70 (!) covers of all time.

The A.V. Club lists 23 fictitious high schools whose students might not make it out alive.

Designer Daily displays the 25 worst album covers ever. I think I’m on a list fetish today.

Pitchfork takes an in-depth look at the history of the MP3.

What will happen to our over-the-hill rappers? I can’t believe Jay-Z is turning 40.

The Times profiles Radiohead and their fascinating decision to stop recording albums and focus instead on singles.

The Stone Roses’ self-titled turns 20.

Elle (?!) lists the 12 greatest female electric guitarists.

Well, mine doesn’t include any Peter Gabriel. At all.

This is how I fix my mother’s computer, every single time.

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The Economist takes a look at what happens when writers quit drinking.

Eight flop albums by actors. Hilarious.

The Oxford American publishes a list of 50 greatest short stories.

John Stewart hosts a Douche-Off.

Carlene Bauer’s memoir is about being a… good girl?

Louis Menand reviews Thomas Pynchon’s latest novel: Inherent Vice.

The year of awkward young men. Oh god, I loved Adventureland.

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PopMatters counts down 100 Essential Male Film Performances.

The Pixies are touring for the 20th anniversary of their seminal Doolittle album. Must. Get. Tickets.

The past, present, and future of Hipsters.

William T. Vollmann is a bad, bad boy.

Every Writer’s Resource lists the Best Online Literary Magazines. Feel free to protest/agree.

NYC is helping the homeless… by giving them one-way tickets back from whence they came.

Slate’s Grady Hendrix is glad that the current slew of pop culture vampires are, well, bloodless.

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I recently moved to a new neighborhood, and when I did my coworker showed me this video clip from the 25th Hour. I think this is one of the best monologues I’ve ever heard. Ed Norton is fantastic. He calls out almost every community in New York City and, well, takes a shit on it. Powerful stuff. You have to see this.

If you miss something or want to go back, the full text of the monologue is after the jump. More

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I saw the new Transformers movie when I was in DC for the 4th. Yes, in exchange for two non-action-or-shoot-’em-up-movie credits from the boyfriend, I agreed to see the movie based on action figures I have never played with, starring actors I can’t stand, directed by none other than Michael Bay. Recipe for disaster much?

Here’s the shocker: It was actually highly entertaining. And what’s more, it was absolutely culturally fascinating.

The first thing that occurred to me is that this is very much an Obama-era action film. Don’t stop reading. Please. The movie was very grandiose, in the style of Bay’s other work and in the style of typical American pomp. It indulges in an insane amount of what I can only describe as military porn: so much parachuting, rail-gun blasting, high-tech, fuck-yeah Airforce, Naval, and Marine imagery that it’s almost comical. What is the only thing more powerful and badass than the United States Military? The United States Military working in conjunction with a team of gargantuan space robots. I really don’t think you can slather any more American on that if you tried. But what sets all this bluster apart is that there are no ridiculous, throwaway shots of American flags or heart-swelling stabs at botched “Patriotism” a là Spiderman 3.

There isnt any of this garbage in T2:RotF

There isn't any of this garbage in T:RotF

Instead we have something entirely different, but just as recovery-plan, stimulus-package, new-era-of-diplomacy American: More

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