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Going For Gold, But They’ll Need A Few More Silvers
You’d be hard pressed to find any media company with more to cheer about this summer than Comcast. Between DESPICABLE ME and TWISTERS, they’ve effectively owned the theatrical box office and have almost single-handedly helped stave off the relentless naysayers who prematurely concluded that that business was heading for the same fate as Blockbuster Video.
Judge Them By What They’ve Done, Not Who
When the news broke Sunday that has evolved into Kamala Harris becoming the presumptive eleventh hour choice of the Democratic party to seek the presidency, some of my snarkier social media connections immediately went into tabloid and grade school mode. Some saw this as confirmation of what a good friend of mine calls the “power
From On Court To In Court?
NOTE: This musing also appears today on our sister site, Double Overtime (thedoubleovertime.com) Please visit it regularly for coverage of sports fandom and media. If this were a normal NBA summer, last night’s Summer League finale before a sparse dispassionate crowd at Las Vegas’ Thomas and Mack Center would have been the last gasp of
Hubert H. Harris?
After yesterday’s diatribe of doom that sent me down yet another political rabbithole, I was all set to muse about how a marginally reviewed reboot of nearly 30-year-old IP managed to become the latest box office savior of the summer (Spoiler alert: per DEADLINE’s Anthony D’Alessandro, TWISTERS pulled off that feat by eschewing almost all
COVID? Or Just Cold (Feet)?
The more this wacky, unpredictable and utterly exasperating presidential campaign summer drags on, the more difficult it becomes to understand why so many high-salaried and supposedly auspiced individuals appear increasingly incapable of taking some sort of action that might instill confidence from anyone other than blind faith devotees. The most recent chain of events that
Is Everybody A Critic? Heck, Many Aren’t Even Reporters
If you blinked during the recent few days where celebrity deaths and near-deaths for politicians dominated the news cycle, you probably missed most of the newsworthy items that were unveiled during the Summer Television Critics Press Tour, which once again held court at the fabluous and thankfully heavily air conditioned Langham Huntington Hotel in Pasadena.
Bye, Bob!
The spectre of celebrity death has been unrelenting this month, and we’re barely past the halfway point. Yesterday yet another legend left us when the revered Bob Newhart passed a couple of months short of 95, leaving legions of fans from multiple generations to both grieve and warmly remember him. If you were around when
Maybe They’ll Soon Call Them The Johnnies?
For all the negativity and nervousness one might find if they found themselves in a room with media’s leaders and titans, you;d be hard pressed to find someone with more of a spring in their step than you’d be likely to find in John Landgraf’s today. Landgraf is more than merely a survivor, now in
Hey, Nielsen! Cut The Data. And The Crap.
More than most, I know how exceptionally hard it is to get people to pay attention when new content is dropped. I see my metrics, or what pass for them, and for the most part they’re relatively stagnant. So I give all due props and respect to my onetime vendor Brian Fuhrer, one of the