Here we go! Summer has officially turned to fall, and the slow trickle of exciting new releases has quickly become a gush. This past month has been full of excessive body horror, affecting docs and dramas, award-worthy performances, and some sheer-fun entertainment, too. More than anything, though, what's been exciting to me has been how messy some of my favorite films have been this year. Directors like Ryûsuke Hamaguchi, Catherine Breillat, and most recently Aaron Schimberg have created muddled, gloriously knotty works that present many complex questions and few easy answers. |
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All the (ahem) buzz about the top options on the market. |
| Oz Cobb, oh, how I've missed you! |
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El Caudillo del Mar-a-Lago looks adorable in a full-body apron. Semi-seriously, I'm not sure why everybody is making a big deal about this McDonald's stunt. It was fake? Color me not astonished. It's an example of what a veteran pol once told me about campaigning: Sooner or later, no matter how smart you are, or how brilliant your strategy is, you have to pet the pig. This was petting the pig, not dissimilar to flipping pancakes in New Hampshire or wolfing down corn dogs at the Iowa State Fair. |
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Where sweat resistance meets 26.2 mile battery life. |
| Defensive tweets be damned. |
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"This book was written in a fever dream," VanderMeer tells Esquire about his new novel, Absolution. "I was just writing continuously into the night and lost track of time. I didn't know what month it was. There are parts I don't remember writing. It felt like something had entered into me." We're walking along a beachside trail now in the shadow of the St. Marks Lighthouse, where a narrow spit of sand separates sea grass from scrub. In VanderMeer's novels, Area X is a lush coastal wilderness that's been colonized by something alien. In real life, the refuge feels similarly eerie. |
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