Conventional wisdom has it that people in Texas like things bigger, but that’s no excuse for White Castle not to at least try to sell its mini-burgers, aka “sliders,” here. After all, Krystal’s seems to be doing all right, and I’ve probably bought enough frozen White Castle products to fund…
Walking through Neiman Marcus I inevitably end up in the menagerie of wonder that is the shoe section. As my fingers run over the Manolos and Christian Louboutins, my mind takes me to my favorite image. The one where I am wearing one of these gorgeous creations and strutting–yes, I…
Reading the cast list for the film I Served the King of England, I was utterly appalled to see no mention of one Dame Judi Dench. How in the hell can you make a film about England without Dame Judi Dench? That’s like making a cross-country car chase movie without…
The Cowboys and Bengals last faced each other four years ago in Cincinnati at a time when the teams were headed in opposite directions. Dallas was hammered 26 to 3 that day and finished the season at 6 and 10. Cincinnati appeared to be emerging as a serious contender in…
Here’s the story, space monkeys. When a mysterious deviant (Brad Pitt in all his shirtless glory) invades the life and mind of our anonymous protagonist (Edward Norton), the two form an underground “fight club” where bare knuckles, blood and testosterone rule. The extracurricular activity gains popularity for its therapeutic ability…
Once upon a time there was a writer named Katurian. Full name Katurian K. Katurian. His parents had a sick sense of humor, he explains to the men interrogating him police-state style. The cops, Ariel and Tupolski, are not amused. Ariel, the hothead, brandishes an electrical contraption with which he…
There’s a whole lotta fucking going on in Choke, Clark Gregg’s adaptation of Chuck Palahniuk’s first-person novel about a sex addict named Victor Mancini with severe Mommy issues—fucking in a cramped airplane bathroom, on a barnyard’s itchy haystack, in a grimy toilet stall, in a hospital chapel even. There are…
On some level, you’ve got to hand it to Spike Lee. There is probably less than a handful of directors working in Hollywood today who could put together the financing for a three-hour war movie lacking any marquee names and performed largely in Italian and German with English subtitles. Spielberg…
I’m not sure where it began, really. It could be somewhere in a vast history of working in a retail setting with excessive compilations featuring the song. It could’ve come from watching late-night compilation infomercials. It might be really bad luck. One thing I do know: It has nothing to…
Alice Walker’s 1983 novel The Color Purple won both the National Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction that year, as well as bringing Whoopi Goldberg and Oprah Winfrey to the big screen in 1985 to star in Stephen Spielberg’s Oscar-nominated film adaptation. A musical version also debuted in…
Normally, the term “furball” is used in unpleasant situations, such as, “My cat just threw up a big ol’ furball on the new rug.” But when it comes to the SPCA of Texas Fur Ball 2008: Disco for the Dogs, it’s all about good times and animal power, ya dig?…
Everyone knows there’s nothing funny about kids with cancer. But in the case of the Children’s Cancer Fund’s 2nd Annual Comedy Event, it’s a rare occasion when audience members have pediatric cancer on their minds and still manage to let out a few guffaws. That’s because on this special night,…
I love me some Terrell Owens. Hiding behind a set of diamond earrings that would make Elizabeth Taylor gnash her teeth in jealousy is a sensitive man who cries publicly on behalf of his teammates, plans ahead enough to keep a Sharpie in his sock just in case he needs…
Though shamelessly beloved by Texans for Fletcher’s corny dogs, fried Twinkies and Ferris wheels, the State Fair is more than a place where calories and acrophobia are irrelevant. If you make it past the midway and ginormous indoor food court (you have to anyway if you’re going to find the…
Tonight, if you feel like you’ve gotta cut loose–footloose–then kick off your Sunday shoes, shove it into overdrive and head on over to House of Blues, 2200 N. Lamar St., because at 7:30 p.m. you can take the highway to the danger zone with Mr. Kenny Loggins. Sure, you can…
Earlier this year, it seemed FC Dallas forward Kenny Cooper was out the door. Multiple European clubs were inquiring about his services and offering to pay millions to get Cooper on the other side of the pond. It got to the point that before the last transfer window closed (the…
A vaudeville act with a laser light show is kind of like a covered wagon with a hybrid engine; it’s anachronistic, paradoxical and probably not necessary. But clearly, necessity is not a factor when developing entertainment that revolves around single-wavelength radiation. Just ask all those Pink Floyd fans. They don’t…
When archeologists first discovered artifacts from Greek and Roman civilizations, they must have been struck by their beauty and majesty. When future architects discover the first Poison album, chances are they will say, “What the fuck!” The cover showcases four young men with more makeup than Tammy Faye, winking and…
With all the ’80s has-beens, isn’t it almost weird that Malcolm Jamal Warner quietly sidestepped being a VH-1 joke? None of those other Cosby Show kids really went anywhere…minus Lisa Bonet, who just went and married Lenny Kravitz. Warner laid low, did some forgettable series without much scathing, directed a…
Oh sure, everyone at the weekend get-a-way despises each other, but what better way to bury the hatchet than with a fresh murder and by joining forces to create a fuster-cluck of a crime scene for the investigators? Agatha Christie’s The Hollow is like hot-potato…with a gun and a dead…
Don’t call them a Neil Young cover band. Or a tribute band. Psycho Pony is a “revue.” And, for those who don’t know the difference, a revue gives the musicians a little more creative license. So, if you check out Psycho Pony, you can expect to hear songs by Neil…
Dancing Beyond Borders: the program that takes dance across the world to the areas where it’s most needed, responding to dance emergencies with the best dance care, all handled by professional dancers donating their time. Hold on, I might be confusing that with Doctors Without Borders. Ah, yes, sorry. Dancing…
