Don’t Cry Out Loud

I can’t believe I admitted on the website of a major North American magazine that I cried while watching the series finale of “Felicity.” Okay, maybe Maisonneuve isn’t major yet, but it’s at least minor, rather than nonexistent. So, anyway, folks will know that I’m a crier. And that I may have almost cried while reading Charles Peirce last week. Oh, and all of this is because I cried a little while watching “In Her Shoes,” Curtis Hanson’s latest work of genius. Maybe not genius, but at least damn fine. Anyway, read it, would you? Thanks.

The Sound Of A Bomb

After a long hiatus–ya know, moving and stuff–I have new column up at Maisy. It’s about the end of summer disaster movie. I’m not referring to disaster movies like Earthquake or Dante’s Peak, but rather sucky movies released at the end of the summer to hide them from the press, the audience, or bigger movies that might beat them up. We saw “A Sound of Thunder,” which sucked. Here’s the column. Please read. Thanks!

On Christian Bale, Kurt Russell, and Jessica Alba’s ta-tas

My new column is up on the Maisonneuve’s new website. (I’m not a fan of the redesign, but whatever.) I wrote about all of the superhero movies this summer: Batman Begins, Fantastic Four, and Sky High. I have a weakness (or affliction) for superheroes–even the Invisible Woman, even with Jessica Alba playing her–so I had a great time at the movies over the last couple months. Coincidentally, I’m selling all of my comic books on eBay. Not because I don’t love my superheroes anymore. But I don’t need to keep around copies of Power Pack and West Coast Avengers to prove my love. I will, however, never part with my copy of X-Men #137 — the final chapter of “The Phoenix Saga.” I scrimped and saved and bought it when I was 11. It’s close to my heart. I was, to say the least, flabbergasted and flumoxed when Seth didn’t bat an eye when Zach brought his copy of #137 to a charity auction. (Ya know, on The O.C.) He just gave it away. I screeched when I saw that. By the way, I also screeched when I saw Chris Evans in Fantastic Four. Mmm.

Mmm…eating Russell Crowe

These pictures have nothing to do with the fact that my review of “Cinderella Man” is up. I mean, except for the fact that Russell Crowe is in “Cinderella Man” and Russell Crowe is hot, hot, hot. Anyway, please read my column. Thanks!

(And yes, I got these pics from “The Sum of Us” from a naughty site. Click it to get a bigger version.)