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Behaving like the careless twat that I am, I dropped an unopened, totally sealed can of Diet Coke into my computer bag the other night. It had to stay sealed, I figured. Coke cans don’t open themselves, right? Well, this one fucking did and soon after my two-year-old 16-inch Macbook Pro — the newest one…

Here‘s the 60 Minutes “Inside CECOT” report that Bari Weiss yanked a couple of days ago. Sharyn Alfonsi‘s piece was essentially the same story that was reported by the N.Y. Times several weeks ago. “To run a story on this subject two months later, we need to do more,” Weiss has said. “And this is…

I was and am as appalled, horrified and heartbroken about Rob and Michele Reiner’s murder as the next guy, but I really don’t care for adoration tributes. Reiner has been quickly deified over the last week or so, but I prefer to remember people as they actually were deep down, warts and all. Just share…

If you’ve been following the recent high-school squabble between prominent rightie columnists and podcasters, you know that last Thursday Ben Shapiro delivered a speech at AmFest in which he trashed the extreme conspiracy-minded fringe nutters (Nick Fuentes, Candace Owens, Tucker Carlson) and one of their apologists (Megan Kelly). Those who’ve been instinctively or habitually trashing…

“Dial M Mauled By Fascists,” posted on 4.28.12: The 1.78 or 1.85 a.r. on the Dial M For Murder Bluray was favored because of one reason only — because this a.r. conforms to the 16 x 9 aspect ratio of high-def flat panels. The people who made this call were and are nothing but FASCIST…

Broken English, the 2025 doc about Marianne Faithfull that I saw in Venice three and a half months ago, would be a perfect thing to stream on this cold and snowy Connecticut day. Is it streamable as a stand-alone rental? Apparently not. Okay, maybe it is but I’m just too fucking dumb to figure it…

Early this morning Slate ‘s Dana Stevens urged readers to consider Josh Safdie’s Marty Supreme and Mary Bronstein’s If I Had Legs I’d Kick You in the same light — as two peas in a pod, in fact — linked as they are by the same producer, Ronald Bronstein, who is also Mary’s husband**. But…

“A slave stood behind the conqueror holding a golden crown, and whispering in his ear a warning: that all glory is fleeting.” — Francis Coppola by way of George C. Scott by way of George S. Patton. Of all the high achievers who passed in 2025, the ones I felt closest to or saddest about…

“No one could stand between my men and home. Not even me.” To this I call bullshit. Odysseus (Matt Damon) and his men were away for 20 effing years — the 10-year Trojan War plus another ten years of roaming around and getting into this and that adventure (cyclops, sirens, et. al.). I’d say that…

While Meg Ryan is moaning and shrieking in her seat, Billy Crystal reacts in a low-key fashion. A subdued grimace, sharing polite looks with fellow diners, etc. But if director Rob Reiner had told Crystal to glance at the camera with an Oliver Hardy-like expression of pique, it would have been a tiny bit funnier.