Our superlative editorial assistant, Vickie Chang, published a thought-provoking article (Yellow Fever) on the fascination of some with Asian-American females. Unfortunately, it also functioned to provoke the thoughtless, whom she discusses in Your Fetish, My Life in the current issue.
The internet message boards erupted with harsh criticism of the piece.
On MensActivism.com (a "Men's Rights and Activism" website), "John" went further, comparing "Yellow Fever" to Mein Kampf (bringing the number
Raise your hand if you thought Gavin Rossdale of Bush could be a decent actor. Or a decent anything. Yeah, he got his face melted in Constantine, but that proved nothing.
But Mr. Gwen Stefani really shows something in HOW TO ROB A BANK, as a pill-popping criminal named Simon (after Simon Le Bon of Duran Duran, as it turns out), who apparently didn’t get the memo that “LOVE” and “HATE” tattoos on the fingers went out of style years ago (as per his own lyrics, "love and hate, get it wro
Mike Relm looks like Central Casting's idea of an IT geek. But in reality he's a San Francisco-based laptop disc/video jockey who rocks parties with a rather shocking ferocity. Relm’s like a West Coast Girl Talk, but with shit-hot scratching and graphic skills.
The Relm m.o. is to take familiar songs—mostly pop, rock, hip-hop and club bangers—and add furiously harsh scratching and deft beat-juggling to them, and then synch up the sounds to video images on a screen to his left. Sometimes
How to go about this, when I've already written so much about this week in film?
Well, for starters, SAW IV is only a pick for hardcore SAW fans like me, and it's still likely to disappoint them a little bit.
FINISHING THE GAME, the Justin Lin comedy about the making of Bruce Lee's GAME OF DEATH, is recommended if you're a cinephile with a taste for indie comedy, and also just because it's worth encouraging Justin Lin's indie films rather than his big-studio paychecks. For more on this, read t
