And she practiced her smile until it was perfect
Jim Henson’s The Storyteller is an amazing series, and you can watch it right now
Counting the Beams
I Know Where I’m Going is a love story between a man and a woman, a director and a country, and me and the movies of Powell and Pressburger.
Watchlist
The internet wants, no, needs to know what I watch on television
Defective
My shameful break from the Cult of Mac, and a detailed account of the trouble I went to in order to keep from getting up off the couch.
Paint the Black Hole Blacker
St. Vincent has actually managed to get me interested in music recorded within the last decade.
S & M & XBLA
Buy the game I worked on, won’t you?
Shutting off the Satellites
Life in a post-DirecTV world
It Makes Me Wonder
Rediscovering Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger’s amazing WWII romantic propaganda fantasy A Matter of Life and Death (Stairway to Heaven in the U.S.)
Same Bat Time, Same Bat Channel, Same Bat Grappling Hook
Batman: Arkham Asylum is an outstanding game; my biggest problem with it is the same thing I’ve spent hours on here trying to defend.
One After 9-9-09
The Beatles Rock Band really is Harmonix’s masterpiece, and should be required for anyone who still doubts the appeal of grown-ups playing with plastic guitars.
Arrougant Basterds
Inglourious Basterds really is a revenge movie: not for Jews, but for the long-oppressed defenders of Quentin Tarantino. Minor spoilers for the movie.
The Shrimpire Strikes Back
Trying to decide if District 9 is a message movie with explosions, or an explosion movie with a message. Either way, we all win.