"While Lewis’ self-obsession has produced its share of self-congratulatory vanity projects (the MDA Telethon being probably the worst offender)…"

Music? Yes.
Theatre? Yes.
Musical theatre? Hells no.

Um, this tune was written as a Springsteen parody…

The sad thing is he chose a song with so much going against it and instead of picking it apart we got gossip. And baseless insinuations of misogyny.

Never ceases to amaze how the rich and/or celebrities invariably find someone to generously come to their rescue, while plenty of hard-working folks with no powerful patronage just have to face destitution and/or jail. Luck is the greatest asset in life, huh?

The 'Green Album' over Pinkerton any day of the week and 3 times on Sunday. Period.

To go after critics in thinly-veiled onscreen putdowns is pathetic; most of these entries did even worse.

"Harrison … had a stronger, more consistent solo career than either John Lennon or Paul McCartney."

There are so many flicks like The Fiendish Plot Of Dr. Fu Manchu where you just have to wonder "Who OK'd this? Who thought it was a good idea?" A t least Helen Mirren's legs look delicious in that short skirt she wears while doing a musical number.

When it was announced that Rundgren would be taking over for Ocasek, I thought it was absolutely the best choice possible. A fellow guitarist with a similar voice and even a passing physical resemblance: perfect. Also, it wasn't fair to chop up Rundgren's comment about joining The New Cars just to prove your point. He…

So, it turns out Gunnar and Avery are the same dude: a jealous, possessive schmuck. Except Avery knows what he's doing; he's just passive/aggressive about it. Gunnar, meanwhile, plays the nice guy—as long as it doesn't cost him anything to be nice—and somehow thinks this entitles him to act like Scarlett owes him or…

So, it turns out Gunnar and Avery are the same dude: a jealous, possessive schmuck. Except Avery knows what he's doing; he's just passive/aggressive about it. Gunnar, meanwhile, plays the nice guy—as long as it doesn't cost him anything to be nice—and somehow thinks this entitles him to act like Scarlett owes him or…

Um, btwn Australian accents and that classic Bahston/New England accent I dunno which provokes thoughts of murder quicker.

Um, btwn Australian accents and that classic Bahston/New England accent I dunno which provokes thoughts of murder quicker.

If I were one of those pretentious people who over analyzes everything I'd say VanDerWerff is overcompensating for his white male patriarchal guilt. But I'm not so I won't. I'll just say dude is trying too hard to appear super enlightened to his female colleagues and readers. Also, you can't polish a turd.

If I were one of those pretentious people who over analyzes everything I'd say VanDerWerff is overcompensating for his white male patriarchal guilt. But I'm not so I won't. I'll just say dude is trying too hard to appear super enlightened to his female colleagues and readers. Also, you can't polish a turd.

Good on ya, Will Harris! Merry Christmas, sir!

Good on ya, Will Harris! Merry Christmas, sir!

Um, Almodóvar, anyone?

Big XTC fan here but surprised that someone as witty as Andy Partridge could write such a clumsy, ham-fisted and terribly lacking in nuance lyric such as that of "Dear God". It's as profound as that old chestnut "If there is a God why is there so much suffering in the world?" Ugh.