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(09/27/10 6:00am)
Documentaries have been playing hopscotch with the line between
fact and fiction for a while now, even spawning a new genre—the
mockumentary. The term ‘mockumentary' is derived from director Rob
Reiner's description of his 1984 film, ""This Is Spinal Tap,""
which he called a mock-documentary. But the first popular example
of the genre dates all the way back to 1964, when ""A Hard Days
Night"" depicted a few days in the lives of the Beatles.
(09/19/10 6:00am)
Based on the title and cover art, it's obvious Maroon 5 is trying
to be bold with their latest album, Hands All Over.
Unfortunately, the album is anything but. Contrary to its
provocative title, there is an unexpected somber tone for a
majority of the album's songs. Instead of pushing into new
territory, the entire album feels like 12 interpretations of the
same song. The pop band seems to have run out of creative juice,
selling uninspired songs that any chum off the street could have
written. Fortunately, there are a few songs that are good enough to
be associated with their once respected musical reputation, and
they deserve more attention than the rest.
(09/19/10 6:00am)
You know those really annoying girls that everybody hates? The ones
that religiously watch the CW and are unceasingly surprised
whenever the bad boy cheats on the good girl for the slut, who was
plotting the break up all along with the help of her bro-tastic
flunky. Their idea of fashion forward is wearing rhinestone-clad
denim skirts, Hollister tank tops with the acronym HCO branded
across their tits and carrying matching Vera Bradley totes. Can you
picture them? Fucking biddies.
(09/19/10 6:00am)
Like it or not, celebrities have more power over the public's
mindset than those in office. Laws deeming sexual assault and rape
illegal are enforced in all 50 states, yet the entertainment
industry depicts the crime in such a way that society perceives it
as permissible.
(09/07/10 6:00am)
As a child I took a strange liking to cleaning and thought Windex
was the solution to any dirty disaster. Ketchup on your shirt? Grab
the Windex. Blood oozing from that scab on your knee? Fetch the
Windex.
(09/07/10 6:00am)
Then I went to college and realized cleaning was for loooosers. In
my apartment, sticky beer floors were rarely completely cleaned up
because my roommates and I were so rocking we had parties 24/7 and
mopping was just a waste of time.
(08/26/10 6:00am)
This summer has been host to an increasingly sweltering marriage
debate, with conservative traditionalists embarking on the ""Summer
for Marriage: One Man, One Woman"" publicity tour, while more
progressive gay advocates respond with 1967-esque ""Summer of
Love"" protests and ideals. Same-sex marriage is clearly a hot
button issue that's temperature has been rising in recent years,
but the sizzling end to the summer of 2010, has engulfed the
country in fire. It was already getting hot, but with Federal Judge
Vaughn Walker striking down Proposition 8, it is getting ugly.
(08/11/10 6:00am)
There is nothing better than a day when you have the time to
pull your favorite book off the shelf, bask in the sun and relish
the carefree nature of a perfect summer afternoon. Wavves' third
full-length release, King of the Beach embodies the
nostalgia and displeasure that is inevitably felt as summer
ends.
(06/28/10 6:00am)
Fifteen years ago, Michael Jordan came out of retirement,
leading the Chicago Bulls to the best record in NBA history.
Fifteen years ago, the United States was rocked by the Oklahoma
City bombings, forcing the closure of parts of the White House. And
15 years ago on Nov. 22, ""Toy Story,"" the first ever full-length
computer animated film hit theaters, grossing $362 million
worldwide and establishing the Pixar/Disney standard of excellence
that has been unrivaled by any other studio. ""Toy Story 3""
manages to succeed not only as a children's film, but as an
exercise in nostalgia for a generation of twentysomethings who grew
up saying ""you've got a friend in me.""
(06/28/10 6:00am)
The ongoing debate over the ultimate college experience
continues to inspire death matches across campus. Badgers
throughout Madison argue and defend the seemingly rat-infested pit
that is Witte or the first-class, ritzy hotel that is Smith (where
are the bell men?) against the students who find comfort in the
small, almost hobbit-hole homes that make up the Lakeshore
neighborhood.
(06/04/10 6:00am)
The scene was the summer after my junior year. I had just
completed another day sitting at the Terrace, collecting abandoned
pitchers until I had enough to buy a pitcher of Miller Lite with
the $1 refund per pitcher returned. It wasn't glamorous, but for a
broke college student like me, such was life. But after the Future
Business Leaders of America kicked me out of their meeting for
taking six slices of free pizza and smelling like a mix of Ale
Asylum and urine—the latter an unfortunate side effect of the
wrestling match I had with a homeless man on State St. over
approximately $1.65 worth of empty cans—I decided my life needed to
change.
(05/06/10 6:00am)
Everything is coming to an end: The semester, the school year,
the spring, and my tenure as the Daily Cardinal's film columnist.
With finals right around the corner and, for some of us, graduation
just down the hall, now seems as good a time as any to reflect upon
the cinematic year that was. What better way to wrap things up than
with a list of the top ten films of the past school year?
(05/04/10 6:00am)
My mother shares a birthday with Jay Leno. When the bartender
announced this during her birthday celebration at the Nitty Gritty
last week, I flew into an instant rage, forgetting the occasion and
proclaiming, ""I wish he were dead!"" to the entire restaurant. Mom
was a tad unsettled by how quickly I could jump to murder, but
frankly, I'm on Team Coco 'til the end.
(05/04/10 6:00am)
Call us hippies, humanitarians, Dr. Seuss' loving Loraxes if you
want, but it was par for the course to hear someone cry out, ""I
speak for the Humani‘trees'!"" during this year's Editorial Board
roundtables. That's because at the beginning of this academic year,
Chancellor Biddy Martin declared this the Year of the Humanities.
It was supposed to be a tribute to those still lost and wandering
through the halls of the Humanities building and/or jobless with
that English degree; i.e., an acknowledgement of the importance of
those who prioritize critical thinking skills. One of the oldest
and most neglected buildings on campus, Humanities houses a limited
supply of TAs who are left to tend to inevitably non-profitable,
non-math and non-science majors. These students are then left to
preserve pride and appreciation for their field. Yet, Biddy's
declaration finally promised vindication—theoretically, that
is.
(04/26/10 6:00am)
Alright guys, calm down, calm down. I know it's Friday, but hey,
I got places to be, too, huh? Right Jimmy? Right on. Today we're
going to jump right in to an open discussion, and no, this time it
is not going to be about Jimmy's unfortunate mishap with mixing
Benzos and Admiral Nelson's, but rather, about the reading assigned
for this week. Ready to start theorizing? Cool, me too.
(04/22/10 6:00am)
How does one judge a season that features so much success, and
disappoints with how tantalizingly close it came to being truly
spectacular?
(04/20/10 6:00am)
Early Saturday morning, an 18-year-old Milwaukee man was
arrested for battery and resisting arrest outside of a Spring
Street house party where he assaulted three people, according to a
police report.
(04/19/10 6:00am)
Little Whispers, an emo-rock band formed by UW-Madison Juniors
Karl Latridge and Max Venders, still has aspirations to become a
world famous band, despite near-daily subtle comments from close
friends and even the band members' girlfriends that the band
""totally sucks."" While Little Whispers has yet to have an
official gig, the band has played original songs such as ""Why do I
care if you care about me?"" and ""I'm crying because you weren't
crying [about us]"" at friends' and girlfriends' house parties for
nearly two years, often against the wishes of the hosts
themselves.
(04/19/10 6:00am)
As the academic year draws to a close and the total number of
weeks of class remaining can be counted on one hand (or foot if you
don't have hands or happen to be wearing mittens), my desire to
write interesting or entertaining columns has begun to wane.
(04/19/10 6:00am)
—Tell him that you've changed, for real this time. Even show him
the dryer sheet for that extra kick in the pants.
