It’s really easy to bury yourself in bubbles of pop culture, like it’s the ball pit at a Chuck E. Cheese. It’s comforting to hide amongst your fellow Trekkies and Browncoats and tell yourself, “I’ve found my people!” But then you poke your head out the window, peer around the door of the TARDIS, and… Read More I want to believe we’ll live long and prosper.
Earlier this year, when the initial promos for NBC’s half-hour comedy, Outsourced, began circulating, I cringed. Rife with racial stereotypes, relying on juvenile humor, I just knew “here there be unfunny.” Having watched the full premiere last night, that opinion has only strengthened. This show left a seriously bad taste in my mouth. Affable white… Read More Outsourced is outrageously unpalatable
I’ve been giving it a lot of thought since finally watching North & South, the BBC mini-series based on Elizabeth Gaskell’s book of the same name. If I look back at my preferences over the years, I definitely lean more towards beta heroes in my fiction over big, badass alpha heroes. What’s a beta hero?… Read More Heroes: for beta or worse
A Bangladeshi cab driver was attacked this week, after allegedly being asked if he was Muslim. The comments on this Yahoo news article make me want to throw up. We are living in a powder keg of hate, of intolerance, where the diversity of New York, its greatest strength, is being turned against it. If… Read More Sound and fury, signifying nothing
So, I have this rule about not falling for pairings where one party has done something reprehensible to the other. The thing is, once I dismiss all the rapemances (like Todd and Marty’s horrorshow on OLTL), my standards start to get a little more arbitrary, a little more case-by-case. For instance, I would never, on… Read More Your love is like bad medicine
Charlie Sheen signed on for the next season of Two and a Half Men for a reported 1.78 million dollars per episode and he has pled guilty to assault. Whenever I flip on Time Warner Cable’s On Demand services, they’re touting Roman Polanski’s Ghost Writer as a rental. And, lately, every time a New York… Read More Stop the Violins
I read some positive reviews of Neesha Meminger’s Shine, Coconut Moon last year on a few book blogs, so when I recently found it at the New York Public Library, I decided to give it a shot. The novel is a post-9/11 coming-of-age tale about Samar “Sam” Ahluwahlia, whose entire life changes when, just a… Read More Shine, Coconut Moon, by Neesha Meminger
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