Let’s hear it for stop-motion animation. Knowing that each moment captured on film is a decision mulled over and made 30 times per second lets you know you have entered the vision of an artist.
Let’s hear it for stop-motion animation. Knowing that each moment captured on film is a decision mulled over and made 30 times per second lets you know you have entered the vision of an artist.
Mamma Mia.
Haters be hating.
I hope there isn’t a statute of limitations on movie critique.
I hope that there isn’t a special place in hell for those who lambast an entire cast filled with revered actors.
I hope I never need to make a Long Island Iced Tea again.
I hope no one ever orders a Long Island Iced Tea again.
I hope.
by Michael Cecconi
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This week enjoy some pasta and have a Jack Daniels with Francis Albert Sinatra, and watch his Academy-Award-winning short film The House I Live In in celebration of his 100th birthday and this weekend’s Ring-a-Ding-Ding: The Movies of Frank Sinatra at San Francisco’s Vogue Theater.
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Who made the 20th century? On the booze front you have the shadow of Prohibition looming, the rise of vodka, the rise and fall and rise again of proper cocktails, and through it all you have Jack Daniel’s. Continue reading

Caleb (Domhnall Gleeson) and Nathan (Oscar Isaac) in Ex Machina. Credit: Universal Studios.
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Here there be spoilers.
If we start talking about time travel—jotting little notes on cocktail napkins and trying to visualize what must be a clusterfuck of a temporal highway interchange—then we’ll never get anything done. Continue reading