Attending a live show of the prison-themed podcast Ear Hustle had me feelings all kinds of feelings, primarily bittersweet and sad.
Michael Myers returns (again) in a wonderfully terrible stinker with a crazed performance by Donald Pleasance as an utterly unhinged Dr. Loomis.
The disturbing part of President Trump continually insisting that “everyone” thinks he’s the best president ever, anointed by God to save our country and someone who should win the Nobel Prize is because he genuinely believes that to be true.
Rudy Giuliani’s very public fall from grace would be heartbreaking if it weren’t so freaking hilarious!
“You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.”
Michael Meyers is back, baby! That’s not cause for excitement, I’m afraid, on account of Halloween 4: The Return of Michael Meyers sucking.
Hunky California Governor Gavin Newsom has been making fun of Donald Trump’s social media voice in a way that has amused the left, enraged the right and increased his national profile.
The notoriously awful Sex and the City sequel ended with a notoriously godawful insult of a finale that proves that Kim Cattrall was right about everything.
The Avatar movies are among the most popular of all time. So why does the franchise feel so culturally invisible compared to other box office champions?
The Travolta/Cage Project
Nathan Rabin loves John Travolta and Nicolas Cage so much he’s committed to watching EVERY movie they’ve appeared in for a column that will take a good five years to finish, The Travolta/Cage Project, the print version of the smash-hit, impossibly lucrative podcast Travolta/Cage.
In 1990 Nicolas Cage made Firebirds, the first of several thousand forgettable action vehicles unworthy of his talent or originality.
John Travolta has big fun with a very big performance as a colorful lawman/law-breaker in the appealingly vulgar exploitation movie To Paris With Love.
Hey, you know what movie is great? Get Shorty. That movie is SO good.
The Big Whoop
Nathan Rabin has a LOT on his mind. That’s why he’s hopped onboard the blog revolution with the Big Whoop, a daily blog about fatherhood, politics, entertainment and whatever the hell else he wants to write about.
Attending a live show of the prison-themed podcast Ear Hustle had me feelings all kinds of feelings, primarily bittersweet and sad.
The disturbing part of President Trump continually insisting that “everyone” thinks he’s the best president ever, anointed by God to save our country and someone who should win the Nobel Prize is because he genuinely believes that to be true.
Rudy Giuliani’s very public fall from grace would be heartbreaking if it weren’t so freaking hilarious!
Hunky California Governor Gavin Newsom has been making fun of Donald Trump’s social media voice in a way that has amused the left, enraged the right and increased his national profile.
The Avatar movies are among the most popular of all time. So why does the franchise feel so culturally invisible compared to other box office champions?
Our schools are not full of pint-sized furries who identify as cats insisting on litter boxes and scratch posts in classrooms, but Republicans are pretending that there are for very cynical reasons.
President Trump recently took a break from insulting his opponents to spit vitriol at cultists concerned about a Jeffrey Epstein scandal he encouraged them to care about when he thought it’d only hurt Democrats. It won’t hurt him at all.
CBS canceling Stephen Colbert to curry favor with a president eager to use his power to punish enemies and reward foes is horrifying, but it’s part of an even bigger, even more disturbing trend.
I should have gotten off toxic Twitter for Bluesky long ago but I’ve got my reasons, mainly rooted in dysfunctional cycles and neurodivergence.
Preeminent sex symbol Sydney Sweeney’s large breasts just can’t stop making headlines as an unusual, unexpected flash point in our eternal culture war and the battle between the left and the right.
My father’s recent passing made me think about my wildly dysfunctional with time. It’s a finite commodity for all of us, and we never have anywhere near as much as we want and need.
Rando!
Morbid curiosity led me to watch and write about 2022’s On the Line, an imaginary-seeming vehicle for a disgraced yet busy Mel Gibson as a prankish shock jock having one crazy night, in one of SEVEN movies he made that year.
After triumphing with the Oscar-winning Maniac Cop trilogy, writer Larry Cohen and director Wiliam Lustig reunited for 1996’s Uncle Sam, a curdled social satire/dark comedy/horror movie, which does not make good on its promise to be the most amazing film ever made.
They wanted some of that Max Headroom feeling for 1996’s Lawnmower Man 2: Beyond Cyberspace, and they figured that since Matt Frewer is Max Headroom he must have it in spades.
Big Ass Articles
When an article is important enough, I cross-post it here and at my Substack newsletter, Nathan Rabin’s Bad Ideas, and Nathan Rabin’s Happy Place. I can’t think of anything I’ve written more important than the death of my father late Saturday night
In honor of President’s Day I’m re-running this article, featured in my new book The Joy of Trash, about Mike Bloomberg’s tragicomic, but mostly just hilarious attempt to buy the Democratic nomination for president in 2020.
Once upon a time, a struggling fast food franchise called Rax tried to re-vamp their image with new spokesman Mr. Delicious, a depressed, broke, unhappily married loser with a drinking problem. It did not go well.
The 2017 vanity project Michael Jackson’ s Halloween portrays the late pop icon as the essence of love and childhood innocence but is redeemed by a wall-to-wall soundtrack of Michael Jackson jams.
Why are movies that get the future of technology bizarrely wrong, like The Lawnmower Man, so weirdly charming and fun?
I had to become a dad to be able to appreciate the single most heart-breaking moment in It’s a Wonderful Life.
Five thousand words on music, memory, childhood, sadness, imprisonment, despair AND the First ever Blues Brothers Con at Old Joliet Prison. It was a trip, y’all!
It all comes down to this! Feld-Month covers Corey Feldman and his scantily clad all-female backing band Corey's Angels' shamelessly entertaining, as well as just plain shameless, Branson, variety-show-style two-hour-plus live extravaganza in Atlanta. It's uh, well, it's something. Just read!
In this piece collected in my new book The Joy of Trash, I explore the infinite humiliations of Gal Gadot and Friends’ notorious cover of “Imagine” by some jerk.
Some pieces age better than others. This piece from 2020 that is collected in The Joy of Trash flippantly argued that there was nothing Jeremy Renner could do that would make us all forget his dumb app. Turns out I was VERY wrong.
Clickbait
Fake news, hilarious cyber-satire that’s easy to misunderstand.
We never should have even thought about writing this article.
Whether you’re a small child or a punk hitting your bottom on heroin and cocaine in the late 1970s, Yo Gabba Gabba! is full of life lessons.
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A totally non-clickbait article on why everything you love and revere sucks shit.
Not all celebrities remain rich and famous forever. Here are five who went from wealth and fame to being homeless street trash.
We were going to share some neat trivia about actress Mena Suvari but since you don’t even know who she is we’re not even going to bother.
You’ve seen all the memes! Now see them all again, this time with punishingly literal commentary!
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