Watch out for the zombie apoca-lips.
The Best Picture choice can’t undermine progress on representation, diversity and the importance of spotlighting marginalized voices.
In Katharine Smyth’s new memoir, Virginia Woolf provides a comfort and a structure for unconventional mourning.
Television critics discuss why the haunting singing competition on Fox is the best way to rot your brain since hard drugs.
Remembering the time the children’s author and erotic illustrator responded to a mob of prudish librarians with a well-placed F-bomb.
Mel Gibson made $25 million for “What Women Want.” The entire budget for “What Men Want” was $22 million.
The hamminess of his characters in “Nightcrawler,” “Okja” and “Velvet Buzzsaw” is a world apart from the Method-y naturalism that gets touted as great acting today.