Articles by Sarah D. Bunting
I’ve begun the annual Sprint To The Oscars movie-watching turbo-download; I considered not doing it this year, especially when Entertainment Weekly‘s list of movies I should see before the ceremony made it clear that 1) …
Those bastards at Proctor & Gamble have discontinued my deodorant.
No more for the Secret Platinum Soft Solid. I tried their new product the “Flawless” and it’s ill-named. It never quite, I don’t know, dries …
Hello Sars,
I write about the lovely Robert, who is not actually our landlord, but the legal caretaker for our absentee landlord’s buildings and tenants (absentee landlord lives in Europe).I lived with three wonderful roommates in …
I cannot stop laughing. Cannot! I don’t know if it’s the blur of angry pets, the “okay, here’s the thing: NO SIR” expression on the lefthand cat’s face, or what, but 1) that …
From our faithful cat-placement correspondent Nacho:
Nate went to his new family on Friday. Like the ridiculously perfect kitty heis, he didn’t even make a chirp during the car ride. (He doesn’t meow; hechirps.) …
Good writing; bad example of the genre.
While watching Man On Wire, I kept wondering to myself, “Why isn’t that guy bugging the crap out of me? He’s tweeing around the streets of Paris on a unicycle with his Mick Jagger hair …
Seven years ago in freshman English, we read a book that I’ve almost forgotten but am dying to reread.
A girl grows up in a small African-American community and lives with her great aunt or …
It’s not an unlikeable movie; it has good bits, and Eastwood’s reaction shots as Harry during certain exchanges almost imbue The Enforcer with a point.
But the plot is both excessively convoluted and not meaty enough …
I DVR’d this initially because I expected it to suck really bad, in that special way a Timothy “I Won An Oscar, So I Just Won’t Even Try” Hutton project sometimes has of sucking.
It doesn’t …
