Sublime

Prince’s non-musical film, Something For Everyone (1970).

Aging hipsters and corduroy-clad high school sophomores are both primarily concerned with dodging lameness.

Within a five-block radius of my apartment there are four first-run multiplexes and a dozen thirty-to-fifty-seat revival houses with rotating programs devoted to obscure and well-known actors, directors, and genres. These are the mom-and-pop theaters, willing to proceed with the two o’clock showing of The Honeymoon Killers even if I’m the only one

1946 revue film The Ziegfeld Follies, “A Great Lady Has an Interview

Until recently, the entertainment industry has been on a growth tear—so much so, that anything artsy or indie or alternative got squeezed as collateral damage.

mediocre play watched