Are My Eyes Really Brown?

Fred MacMurray is not a great actor because today he is mostly remembered for being the father of My Three Sons on television, and although ...

It is difficult to remember a time when Jane Austen was simply a lady writer from long ago that perhaps some people studied in school. Befor...

Fuenteovejuna  by Lope de Vega An  early 17th century play in which a sexually assaulted woman incites the men of her town to stage a v...

These are 100% true, based on countless hours of exhaustive research. Also, yes, you are always allowed to have more than one. Cary Grant:...

Why do they all have to go? We'll miss you, Ruby Dee. You were one of the greats. I hope you're reunited with Ossie Davis in a wor...

I like aesthetics. I think it's because I'm bad at it. I don't typically like things I'm bad at; usually I find them immense...

I have grown disenchanted with superhero films: perhaps inevitable due to the genre's ubiquity (never a good way to keep my affection), ...

When I'm not watching three year old movies, I watch ninety-three year old movies. The Blot is a 1921 film directed by Lois Weber, once...

I finally (three years late) caught up with Pariah , the first feature of writer/director Dee Rees. It's good. Really good. Too flawed t...

I have just grasped the necessity of this endeavor (can I call it an endeavor without sounding pretentious? I suppose not. Well, those who s...