22 December 2006

Cool New Bags!

Roshani Thakore and Robin Reid have teamed up to start Krab Bags, selling hand-made and hand-painted bags of various kinds -- like the one pictured here.

The site is in development, but stay tuned. The bags, however, are available -- and beautiful!

13 December 2006

Break On Through

(To the other side)

Recent posts on The Other Side include:

"Conservative Judaism" and "anal sex" (by popular demand, sort of);

Happiness Calculus, on the Wall Street Journal's recent article (plus a look-back);


Some thoughts on Rummy and other Things Political

The world is big. Explore.

08 December 2006

Attention "Colbert Report" Fans!

Anyone who has seen The Colbert Report’s recent three-part series
“The Alabama Miracle,” about the opening and closing of the "Stephen Colbert Museum and Gift Shop" in Tuscumbia, Alabama, titled may want to check out the new “op-ed” I co-authored

Depending on your point of view, museums and the arts may or may not get a lot of visibility in the world of pop culture, but there's no denying the visibility (or humor) in this case.

03 December 2006

The Talented Mr. Allen?

Rented Match Point last night (2005) and was shocked to discover that it's basically a high-class, Allen-esque version of the equally terrible The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999). The strongest similarity between the movies is the painful length -- both are tediously long, though Ripley wins that war with an additional 15 minutes of tedium -- while the biggest, most obvious difference between the movies is Allen's use of opera to accent the "action" and reinforce that sense of upper-crusty class.

I saw Ripley when it was out in theaters, and had I not been dependent on someone else for a ride home would have left -- early and often, like voting. With Match Point, at least I was already home. But the whole striver-makes-good-while-being-an-ungrateful-cad theme gets tiresome, especially when every piece of the story is so predictable. Ok (spoiler alert), so Jonathan Rhys Meyers' "Chris Wilton" gets away with it, and thus has to live with his guilty conscience (and car and driver, and fancy apartment, and over-paid job, and ...), which might count for unpredictability elsewhere, but not here. The movie frames the entire plot around the idea of luck, and the luck-related plot twist isn't enough to challenge the viewer. Never mind that it comes so late in the movie that one is half-asleep and yearning (and yawning) for a denouement of any kind.

Woody Allen is (or was, anyway) a phenomenal film maker, but even Scarlett Johansson's sexy pout can't save Match Point. In fact, that may be why she's pouting: it's not sexiness, just dismay.

What do you think? Vote!