Birney discusses where he sees connective tissue between cinema and video games.
Having escorted her fair share of men through the Gay Underground Railroad, she’s a trailblazer who always comes out on top.
Cheng discusses his up-and-coming film career and his trip to Cannes with the cast and crew of Hollywood Ending.
We remember Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes and Layne Staley.
Brill, formerly of the much-sought-after and now disbanded Envelope, is one step away from his “big night.”
Rich people have money. Aside from that, they’re basically just like you and me, and nothing quite compares to watching them perform painfully ordinary tasks.
Number crunching is in this year at the Academy Awards and it’s not just those pesky accountants.
Dario Argento’s films are like stained glass windows ready to shatter and slice the unsuspecting spectator.
Haaksman, currently busy puffin’ away and working on several new projects, took a few moments to speak with Slant about the influence of dub, both personal and universal.
Yes, artists should be paid for their work, but the industry’s ongoing legal squabbles are anything but selfless.
You know the deal: The spoils go to the studio that makes the biggest dent in the Academy member’s consciousness.
Here are our predictions for who will win, who should win and who doesn’t stand a chance.
Ironically, the moment Carey took the reigns on her career was the very moment she lost control.
Thank God for David Lynch, but thank Buñuel for the revolution.
You know the drill: This year was or wasn’t the best thing to happen to cinema since Thomas Alva Edison.
We chatted with the star and director of Piñero about its making and the tragedy of the real-life Piñero’s life.
Wannabe hit singles eclipsed the popular and the most enterprising videos rarely induced a yelp on MTV’s Total Request Live.
The singer hesitantly approached her microphone like a hungry predator or lover and discretely toiled over each syllable.
Old school meets new school at the festival, where a formidable faction of Nouvelle Vague auteurs and their upstarts overwhelm the program.
It’s fitting that PJ Harvey’s 2001 tour commences in the Big Apple, the city that breathed life into half of her new album.
Last night, the Irving Plaza floor both brewed with anticipation and stewed with “what-if-they-don’t-play-any-old-stuff?” anxiety.