Thanks to Reader Gretchen, I have more Bob Uecker-iana than some Brewers fans: multiple bobbles, a Uecker Magic 8 Ball, and an old-school alarm clock that ticks so loudly I had to banish it from …

Never have I been so delighted to break a review screener in half as instructed. Les Miserables is everything I mean when I say I hate musicals: loud, obvious, sincere, leaden, fucking goddamn endless. Every …

David Lynch is, for me, an odd case.Everything he’s doing in a given film, the nods to and lifts from noir, the dreamy callbacks, the pointed ugliness in the candy coating, I can get behind …