As Valentine’s Day comes and goes, many will find themselves an hour and 20 minutes deep into The Notebook without thinking twice. If not The Notebook, then How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, 27 Dresses, or Hitch are all admirable choices as well. One thing all of these movies have in common is their era. These classic romantic comedies are all products of the early 2000’s.Read More
After hearing all the hype about this series, I had to check it out for myself. I wasn’t disappointed. The young adult trilogy was written by Suzanne Collins, and was first published in 2008. Since then, the first two books of the series, The Hunger Games and Catching Fire, have become New York Times bestsellers. The third, Mockingjay has topped every U.S. bestseller list since its 2010 release.Read More
Danny Brown is a late bloomer, for sure. XXX, his most acclaimed mixtape, has nothing to do with erotica; rather, it signifies his age in Roman numerals. After years of attempting to break into the music industry, he is finally starting to get some recognition. MTV has called him “one of rap’s most unique figures in recent memory.” Listening to the music that he has produced, it’s not hard to understand why. Danny Brown brings to the microphone a “strangled yap of a voice” (Pitchfork). He stretches out his vowels for dramatic effect, rapping over beats that are just as distinct. The individuality extends all the way to his appearance. His hairstyle is somewhere between Afro and Donald Trump comb-over. The skinny jeans that he wears cost him a deal with the G-Unit label (headed by 50 Cent). With the success that Danny Brown has seen over the past several months, 50 may soon be rethinking his decision. Das Racist recruited the Detroit native for a track on their album Relax (2011). Tracks off of XXX—especially “Monopoly” and “Die Like a Rockstar“—took the mixtape slightly above the 8.0 mark on Pitchfork. Keep in mind that Kanye’s Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy got a 10—and that was an album.Read More
Being a part of The Cowl occasionally has its perks—free pizza, 24/7 loading dock access (woo!), and free pizza.
But last Friday The Cowl really did me a solid—all of my wildest dreams were fulfilled when I was offered the opportunity to speak with sitcom legend Dave Coulier after his show. I am still reeling from the experience, so I will CUT IT OUT and let the interview speak for itself.Read More
Hollywood’s present repertoire seems to consist mainly of revisions and rehashings of formulas that work (or make money). So, we find ourselves waiting with bated breath for the next superhero flick, gross-out teen comedy, or found-footage thriller. While most of these end up being rote and predictable, Chronicle, amazingly, mashes up all of these with captivating results.Read More
At first, I was skeptical of Twitter. Like most of those who still heavily rely on Facebook, I didn’t know what I would tweet, who I would follow, or what clever username I would adopt—but all good things come in time. Soon, I learned that the 140-character limit was forcing me to cut straight to the heart of what I wanted to say. Who really has the time to read that paragraph-long status about your awkward family cruise? Condense, condense, condense. If it was good enough for Hemingway to cut out all of the fat, then it’s good enough for me. The minimalist approach that Twitter takes to social networking is what I’ve fallen in love with. It’s quicker to check between classes (or even when the professor’s back is turned). Also, I kind of like seeing the number of tweets that I’ve sent out so far—about 2,700 snippets of wisdom.Read More
Missing Lost? Never fear: 2012 is the television year for you.
Ever since the airing of the Lost finale two years ago, millions of Americans have been trying to fill their evening time-slots with satisfying and addictive mysterious, action-filled TV programs. Apparently, the pickings have been slim, as many people have been ignoring their television sets, instead choosing to re-watch all 121 episodes of Lost on their Netflix accounts. With the recent influx of so many new shows this year, Lost fans might actually have something to look forward to again. Here are three promising shows, all of which can be found on Hulu.Read More
Along with the bitter rivalries, exorbitant junk food consumption (you know it’s Super Bowl Sunday when Big Tony’s is limited to pizza and wings), and plenty of beer, comes another tellingly American pastime: Super Bowl commercials. As a San Diego Chargers fan, I had no personal investment in either team (unlike many of my fellow students), so I decided to devote my attention strictly to the careful critique of the country’s most popular display of competitive advertising and obsessive capitalism. I have to say that, overall, I was disappointed with this year’s attempt. In general, I found the commercials boring, repetitive, and chock-full of tired ideas. What was once hilariously inventive is now more than a bit dull. There were, however, a few noble contenders that grabbed their attention either by their hilarity, tradition, sentiment, or by being just plain bizarre. Here, I have noted the superlatives—the high school yearbook of Super Bowl Commercials 2012. The awards are as follows:Read More
Leave Mel Gibson alone. He got his free pass to heaven with The Passion of the Christ. When was the last time you directed a wildly controversial film about the God-Man? Exactly. The stress of being so prolific is the reason why Mel is always being ridiculed in the tabloids. Have you seen Apocalypto? What about Braveheart? They exist on another cinematic level. But I’m not here to talk about these breadwinners; I’m here to talk about What Women Want—and that’s a Mel Gibson who can read a woman’s mind. For a girl, I’m sure that imagining a psychic Mel is quite scary, but give this power to a Chad Michael What’s-His-Face and you’re golden. Come on, any guy would love being able to probe the depths of the female consciousness. That omniscient alpha-male would never have to confront awkwardness again. He’d be a true Keith Stone, so smooth.Read More