Here’s Every Single Guest That’s Coming to Phoenix Comicon 2017
That’s right. Every. Single. Guest.
That’s right. Every. Single. Guest.
She’ll teach photography.
The development breaks ground this month.
Because “townie” doesn’t have to be a bad word.
The mothers we heart to hate.
“Phoenix has one of the largest populations of Latino residents, and it is long-overdue.”
Bar Flies, Rob Lowe, and a ’60s musical.
America is going to hate this movie. Doug Liman’s The Wall — whose title will forever demand that, when bringing up the film in conversation, you’ll have to say, “No, the other Wall” — is a mean little thriller set in our desert wars, and its only American soldiers are…
His recent work depicts the Westward Ho and the Luhrs Tower.
“It’s hard to tell who did it, but it doesn’t look like taggers.”
“People have gone through all the Kubler-Ross stages of loss after the election.”
Four of ’em are free.
A Very Long Line is one of the biennial’s most powerful works
Dear White People streams on Netflix For the past half-century, college campuses have served as a primary theater of the culture wars. So it’s fitting that one of the year’s most provocative, timely, searching, intellectually prickly, and ultimately satisfying series takes place at a university. Netflix’s Dear White People, which…
Serial Mom is available in a new Blu-ray edition from Shout Factory. John Waters’ response to boxes — the kind in which we tend to place others and ourselves — is to vomit on them. And then sell them, his pencil-thin mustache twisting in a good-humored smirk. Throughout his career…
Plus three shows to peep on Saturday.
Could Disney work a little bit of magic to bring a local girl face to face with her favorite cartoon pig?
Celebrations are planned for this summer.
Hold on to your hats.
Both the poet’s body and soul are made ineradicable in Davies’ lovely film.
Twice I’ve described Kitty Green’s curious, alienating docu-whatzit Casting JonBenet to friends, and twice I’ve been asked, with surprising heat, “Why?” and “What’s the point?” So, this time, before we get into the specifics of what this documentary actually documents, let’s take a moment to consider what the film isn’t…
In Montana, where writer-director Sarah Adina Smith filmed her small-town sci-fi flick, Buster’s Mal Heart, the winter-inversion clouds hang heavy in valleys, trapping the sunlight that bounces off the snow. The effect is a perpetual, sullen twilight. Smith embraces that between-light-and-dark aspect of Big Sky Country to tell the story…