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I originally wrote this in August for another publication. They did not want it, so six months later, it is now on The Shed. When On Photography was published in 1977, Susan Sontag captured an urgent theme of photography. Throughout…
We live in a time in which greatness and striving for it are malignantly cast aside by the zeitgeist. No example is more poignant of this than Timothee Chalamet and his role as Marty Mauser in Marty Supreme. Released on…
In contemporary film, there are essentially two broad categories that can be distinguished. The first can be referred to as pop-film: cinema produced primarily to entertain. This includes the Marvel franchise, the modern rom-com, and anything starring Kevin Hart. These…
I watched The Birdcage on the way to LAX due to the countless recommendations I had received from a coworker and found it far less funny than she had promised. Colin and Rylan wouldn’t land for another two hours, with…
In Vice, there’s a fake-out ending where Dick Cheney retires from public life and just wanders his Wyoming property, finally free to terrorize only the wildlife. Wouldn’t that have been nice? Nancy Mace, The Citadel’s first female graduate, also could’ve…
The “male loneliness epidemic” posits that men, especially young ones, are intrinsically alone. The working theory is that women are to blame. I’ve been lonely before, sure, but I’ve never found a convincing way to pin that feeling on half…
Graham Platner has a Nazi tattoo. It has since been covered up, but it was there. The image was a Totenkopf, the skull-and-crossbones insignia worn by Hitler’s SS units. In recent days, since the tattoo was revealed to the public,…
Paul Thomas Anderson’s One Battle After Another is good, great even. The plot is succinct, the cinematography is awe-inspiring, and the acting is impeccable. It has every facet of a good picture. As someone not entirely familiar with Anderson’s body…
Cevi, Beau, and I arrived at the Times Square Palestine march about half an hour late, which, to us, meant we were right on time. We assumed, along with the other protestors spilling off the train, that like any good…
As a person who was 10 when Sandy Hook happened, 13 during the Charleston Church Shooting, and 15 during the Parkland high school shooting, with countless more in between and outside, I had begun to think this was a part…