Sometimes we’d have a teacher tell us the city wouldn’t be standing in a hundred years. Sometimes it was less....
James Bond sits, tied to a chair. The film’s villain, Raoul Silva, approaches him slowly. “Just look at you,” he...
The winter of 2014 was the longest winter of my life. Beginning in January, I moved from Vancouver to the...
Janet Livermore works in a coffee shop in Seattle. Not a “diner-coffee shop” like you’d see in a Quentin Tarantino...
“Do you remember Stanley & Iris?” I asked my sister. Director Martin Ritt shot portions of the 1990 film—written by Harriet...
I’ve been thinking lately that travel and love are two of the most connecting forces we can know. Both can...
You cannot love Twin Peaks unless you love Agent Cooper; the liminal space of the town is the liminal space of Cooper’s own reality.
David Lowery's Ain’t Them Bodies Saints manages to suggest a vernacular, a presence, and a mythos; a story about bodies and survival and need.
“What happens in a certain place can stain your feelings for that location, just as ink can stain a white...
