Hand Me the Mike #01: What is it about Michael Shannon?

Werner Herzog once called Shannon, “arguably the most important [actor] of his generation.”

Working Hard in a World That's Hardly Working

Nashville, NEA cuts, a podcast about Michael Shannon, and the state of journalism.

Check-ups, Follow-ups, and 'Sorry, Baby'

There’s that old adage about how our cells completely replace themselves every seven years.

Uterus For All of Us: A neutral, independently fact-checked, objective, personal account of indisputable facts about a uterus and the American Dream, all starting with the movie Prometheus.

Man, I fucking love the alien abortion scene.

The Pee Pee Poo Poo Man: His name is my name, too.

If you had been in Chicago recently and noticed several eye-catching yellow flyers plastered around Logan Square and Wicker Park, one question may be on your mind: “Who — and/or what — is the Pee Pee Poo Poo Man?”  The first answer to that question is perhaps the more bizarre response:

A New and Improved 'Room Tone'

The newsletter is back and better than ever, baby.

Letting Them Go: 'May December,' Butterflies, and the Role of a Steward

Reflections on the symbolism in Todd Haynes' latest work from a gal who learned how to raise butterflies. It isn’t until halfway through Todd Haynes’ prickly melodrama May December that we finally get a glimpse into Joe’s inner life. In a film riddled with suggestion, sensuality, and

I Love the Passing of Time

Love, Talking Heads, and celebrating an anniversary. Only a few months into dating, Joe was at my apartment helping me take care of laundry or I’m sure some desperate chore I had been putting off. It’s funny how memories of such a crucial time between us become shaped

The Waiting Room

On 'Bringing Out the Dead' and the liminal space between Heaven and Hell's Kitchen. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying