Natalia Antonova

So, Max Payne

I belong to the club known as the Give Mark Wahlberg More Worthwhile Roles Club, so I wandered into “Max Payne” with expectations set on medium. I’ve never played the video game, and everyone that I went to has played the video game, so there was a lot of leaning over and going “I cannotContinue reading “So, Max Payne”

To the Mothers

Kim recently wrote about the side of motherhood that no one really talks about, and what a soldier you have to be to endure it. There isn’t a Mother’s Day card out there that says: “Thanks, mom! You love me even though they had to sew up your vajayjay up after I came out ofContinue reading “To the Mothers”

This is my Amman

This song, right here: “Elephant Gun” by Beirut. There’s a joke in there somewhere. I am too aweary, aweeeary, to ever dig it up.

We’re all f*cked… But either Joe Sapien or Shia LaBeouf will save the day

OK, so Renee’s piece on the economic crisis pretty much spoke to me on the most fundamental level imaginable. I’m one of those supposedly middle class people – with enormous negative assets (student debt), a degree that doesn’t matter (English + Russian Lit), and not much of a safety net. So this piece? Had meContinue reading “We’re all f*cked… But either Joe Sapien or Shia LaBeouf will save the day”

Got a Bit of Hank Moody In Me

Not in the way you’re thinking, you degenerate. Showtime series “‘Californication,” responsible for the second Golden Globe of David Duchovny’s career (if you have to ask what the first one was for, just… OK, you’re reading the wrong blog. OK?), basically suggests that half of LA is comprised of naked or nearly-naked women whose greatestContinue reading “Got a Bit of Hank Moody In Me”