Chong nearly didn’t make her goal as cuts and abrasions threatened to end the gang bang.

Fuck J. Edgar Hoover. In a nation teeming with pricks, assholes, scoundrels, bastards, and SOBs, no one has been worse.

When the bloodshed is sponsored by the government, it becomes wholly unacceptable.

A fun, charming, yet frightening documentary about the most obsessive film lovers you’re ever likely to meet.

Halfway through Capturing The Friedmans I was thinking that the opening line to my impending review would be, “And you’re surprised Kafka was a Jew.” But then director Andrew Jarecki turned the tables on me. Almost completely. Instead of leaving me with a clear idea of what to think and believe, Jarecki (thankfully) left me…