Pixar’s latest blockbuster “Wall–E” makes disaster fun
By Allison Griner | July 9, 2008Self-aware robots rebelling are the stuff of science fiction horror. However, Pixar succeeds at making that the subject of its latest family film, "WALL-E."
Self-aware robots rebelling are the stuff of science fiction horror. However, Pixar succeeds at making that the subject of its latest family film, "WALL-E."
Summer B is officially under way and unfortunately, so are the afternoon thunderstorms.
College is where many people find their sexuality. But what if a couple decides to have a relationship without sex? Can it be done?
Falling asleep during a concert seems nearly impossible.
Fleet Foxes isn't your father's Seattle band. The five-piece Puget pioneers avoid flannel, regularly bathe and - here's the real departure - seem genuinely happy to be alive. These guys have aesthetic taste, favoring 16th century cover artwork over naked babies (Nirvana) and mangy farm animals (Pearl Jam). Of greater importance, the group's brand of Brian Wilson-flavored folk lullaby makes more noise in blogs than in stadiums, a telltale sign that they are out of place and time.
The tuxedos, guns and gadgets are back. "Get Smart," a big-screen adaptation of the 1960s show parodying the spy genre, indulges in every James Bond and Pink Panther stereotype to create an enjoyable spoof.
If the early 90s sci-fi show "Quantum Leap" and PBS's "Masterpiece Theatre" had a passionate affair, "Confessions of a Jane Austen Addict" by Laurie Viera Rigler would be their love child.
All rules are out the window when it comes to experimental music. Primal screams, scratchy dialogue, looping riffs and ambient echoes are just some of the sounds at a typical Action Research show.
Relationships can drive you mad.
Think pink, do blue, be seen in green and say hello to yellow. This summer's shoes and purses are all about vibrant colors.
Summer is definitely the time of year to be flirtier, especially when it comes to fragrances. I've done some research at Sephora and concocted a list of this summer's must-have scents for guys and girls.
One after another, cars poured out of the Wal-Mart parking lot in the quaint town of Manchester, Tenn. Thursday morning.
"We are young despite the years we are concern/ We are hope despite the times." So sings Michael Stipe on R.E.M.'s classic "These Days," the band's statement of purpose and a tune that had been rattling in my head a full week prior to an early summer gig at the University of California, Berkeley campus. The song rocks, no questions asked, but it's also slightly cringe-inducing, should you picture it played by three middle-aged hipsters - one frumpy (Peter Buck), one bald (Stipe) and one timelessly nerdy (Mike Mills). It also begs the question, are these guys full of it? Twenty years on, are once-ballsy claims now as hollow as one of Buck's signature Rickenbackers? In short, does R.E.M. still matter?
"The Incredible Hulk" is an incredible disappointment. I had such high hopes for this remake after Marvel Studios' success with "Iron Man" and the film's reported box office numbers. True, this version is better than the 2003 "Hulk" but this film is still not up to par with what you would expect from a superhero movie.
While you may not run into Soulja Boy on campus, critiquing local musicians can be risky. In the attempt to discover local music and at the suggestion of a fellow writer, below is a local band review.
Joe Loffredo leads a double life. By day, he sports a button-down shirt tucked into khaki slacks. By night, he dons a bandana and high-top sneakers.
Not many guitar heroes make it through their high school years without getting slapped with the dropout tag, so it's even more impressive that Weezer frontman Rivers Cuomo gets to flaunt a bachelor's degree in English from Harvard University. A decade-long stint with the Ivy League's finest must afford one all kinds of vital knowledge, and yet Cuomo still can't wrap his horn-rimmed head around the law of diminishing returns.
James Brown was pacing back and forth nervously waiting for the second call. It was late in the evening on May 5, 2007. He had just finished playing a show in Miami with his band, Battle!, of Gainesville. He was hoping she would be OK.
A late flight into the wrong airport did not keep Kenneth Ogungbemi from attending the Juneteenth Festival & Juried Art Show last year. It did, however, keep him from competing.
Chelsea Handler began telling wild and eccentric lies at the age of 9. Since then, she has not stopped, and neither have the bizarre situations her untruths get her into.