Donald Trump Could Actually Wreck the Planet No matter who you are, writing about Donald Trump can be a head-trip. Walking the line between hyperbole (“He’s gonna kill us all!”) and foolhardy optimism (“Meh, I’m sure it’s gonna be fine.”) is tricky, at best, and pretty fucking impossible at worst. Casting aside unhelpful comparisons, …
Atlanta and the Quiet Confidence of Indifference To paraphrase Kanye West at his most boastful (and accurate), Atlanta does not need your pussy: it’s on its own dick. This show could give a fuck if you enjoy, comprehend or even watch it in the first place and, somehow, that just makes it all the more enticing. …
HarmonQuest and the Laughter We Hope to Stumble On The more I try to configure my mind around all the different ways this show avoids falling miserably, the more I realise how difficult it must have been to sell as a pitch to any serious financiers. Make no mistake: there are very few concepts on …
Stranger Things and the Absence of Danger in a Scary World I’m not jumping on the “What about Barb?!” bandwagon when I say that specific character’s death was one of the most significant in popular television this year. No, not because she was a beloved, long-time member of the cast or because her demise …