Tag: superheroes
Steppenwolf Debuts Work by Miranda, Norris in ’16-’17 Season
Steppenwolf embraces the Dark Knight in a season of world premieres.
Batman on His 75th Year of Busting Crime (and Gay Rumors)
I forget. Do straight people wear tights?
Captain America: Stars, Stripes and a Shield
One of America’s most iconic characters comes and goes with the times.
“Song of Spider-Man” Sings a Melancholy Tune
Glen Berger's book examines Julie Taymor's extravagant mediocrity.
Comics About the Day the Towers Fell
Illustrated works will help make sure 9/11 is never forgotten.
Creature Feature Comforts
If dumb disaster porn guarantees success at the box office, up with failures like "Pacific Rim."
Through a PRISM Dark Knightly
Endless surveillance is at best a lateral move, not a move forward.
A Secret Identity Is the Last Thing You Need
Thanks, comics, for creating generations of people with a tendency toward multiple identity disorder.
Entertation Index, July 9-20: Schmocus Pocus
Dish on Batman (and physics!), Queen Latifah, LiLo, Hunger Games, Mr. David Lynch and so, so much more.
Entertation Index, Feb. 14-18: Atlas Slumped
And dish on Kevin Smith, Jamie Foxx, Fantasia Barrino and, of course, Lauren Conrad.
Entertation Index, Jan. 24-28: Cher and Cher Alike
And dish on George Clooney, Scott Disick, Nicki Minaj and, of course, Tara Reid.
For Huffington Post: Ensnaring Critics in the ‘Spider-Man’ Web
The whole idea that critics still operate in some lofty, rarefied universe is 1970 (or earlier) in its thinking.
For the Huffington Post: Will the Spider-Man Story Turn Off the...
We're as fascinated as we ever were by even the hope of watching excruciating pain.
Top 10 ‘Spider-Man’ Quotes, a Rant, and More
Where were all these screaming Mimis when Adrian Bailey fell 20 feet during "The Little Mermaid"?
RIP RGB, RIP GOP, RIP USA
None of the second-rate white men currently on the Supreme Court will receive the honors given to RBG when they finally die.
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Herman Cain (and Republicans Unable)
And then there was Jerry Falwell, Jr., with his open pants, evangelical FUPA and his hands veering into prime side-boob territory with -- hey, doesn't she have a name?
