Grab Your Chainsaws, Ladies.

A decent horror film will have me cowering under the blanket hours after a viewing. I still love the genre, though. This is why I was so excited by the recent article on George Romero, John Carpenter, et al, in Vanity Fair’s latest “Hollywood issue.” The article, “Killer Instincts,” was written by Jason Zinoman. ItContinue reading “Grab Your Chainsaws, Ladies.”

Very few things in life are more beautiful than Amman in the winter

The light is softer, the streets are emptier, the cats are hypnotized. It’s a place you remember from childhood, even if you spent your childhood thousands of miles away. The gas-delivery service jingles down the street like an ice cream truck, playing “Für Elise” for the benefit of the ochre dust, for the sleeping oliveContinue reading “Very few things in life are more beautiful than Amman in the winter”

Pride, Prejudice and Ukraine, the Beloved Country

I get accused of hating my roots nearly as much as I get accused of being a nationalistic Ukrainian. It’s like walking a tight-rope while balancing a stack of Wedgwood plates on my head. Consider, for example, the extent of anti-Jewish sentiment in Ukraine. There are members of my extended family who are Jewish, andContinue reading “Pride, Prejudice and Ukraine, the Beloved Country”

A Classy Day for English Football: Death Threats, Rape Threats, and Racism Against Avram Grant and Tzofit Grant

Yes, yes, I know using the word “classy” is un-progressive of me. I’m re-claiming it, however. On behalf of… uh, Ukrainian peasants everywhere. That’s right. After Jose Mourinho left Chelsea, I decided to take a break from blogging about the Premiership. The fact that the new boss, Avram Grant, has received anti-Jewish death threats, notContinue reading “A Classy Day for English Football: Death Threats, Rape Threats, and Racism Against Avram Grant and Tzofit Grant”

The Immortal Genius of Facebook Groups: from Ian McEwan to John Locke (the bald badass on “Lost,” that is)

Far too many serious writers treat the Internet with bemused detachment. They are missing out. They are especially missing out wherein Facebook groups are concerned. Thank God they have a… uh, non-serious writer such as myself to set them straight. Consider, for example the title of the latest group I joined on Facebook: “In aContinue reading “The Immortal Genius of Facebook Groups: from Ian McEwan to John Locke (the bald badass on “Lost,” that is)”