There was lots of “walk you through Obamacare” assistance, even in the most hellish corners of Red State America. He, you and I had access to that help. He gambled, like many of us, and lost.  “Never very good with paperwork” is the money quote there. It’s never been easy for a freelancer to get on it. But it’s far,…

Liman’s next film, “The Wall,” opening Friday, is why he’s so excited to talk about this sequel. As in, “Uh oh, better get that ‘Edge’ sequel onto the fast track.”

“Whose.” Not “Who’s.” Unless, of course, you aspire to TV writing.

Michael Lang was 25 when he produced Woodstock. Everything under the sun went sideways, he was headed towards losing his shirt. But because his heart was pure, he took the hit, improvised a weekend of peace, love and music, and let most people in for free. Different time, different “25" and different “Not all about…

Nice attempt to nail what sounds like Jell-O to what should be a wall. Rather like what much of America, and the media, are straining to do with Trump. Hard to pin down someone and a book on their “thinking” that’s so slippery, opportunistic, ADHD and amoral that they don’t acknowledge their own contradictions or…

Granted. But then, Jeff was funny. Faith was trying ever-so-hard, interjecting willy nilly. Like Alonzo Bowden, anxious to be invited back. Too anxious. Annoying. In need of being interrupted.

His behavior was obvious, from early on. He interrupts, browbeats, shouts. If you’re on set, he towers over you, not just by natural height either. His mike is turned up higher so he never ever loses a shouting match (Hellooooo Howard Stern.). Virtually no one not a fellow traveler comes off looking good after an…

Not every march has to be about you, dear. It made for an odd “big tent” experience, but my invitation was no more hand-delivered than yours. About two-thirds of the myopic check-boxes you listed above showed up at the Orlando march. Not in huge numbers, but if you’re going to take the country back from racists, a lot…

Can’t credit the original Times expose for chasing him. It was their relentless, haranguing follow-ups with every advertiser — “Why are you still supporting this show?” — that kept the story alive and made Fox dump him. He earned it, nobody deserves it more, but they had to be willing to cross that line to make him…

Can’t credit the original Times expose for chasing him. It was their relentless, haranguing follow-ups with every advertiser — “Why are you still supporting this show?” — that kept the story alive and made Fox dump him. He earned it, nobody deserves it more, but they had to be willing to cross that line to make him…

“Payed”? And that’s not the only reason you should proofread/edit this.

Stick a fork in those lying liver spots. He’s done.

I think the documentary about the Barkley is about as close to this as any runner, on his or her best day, would care to get. Murderous, frustrating.

Apt typo, “Toilet.” Snort. As Freud said, “There are no...typos.”

They can’t figure out how to cap/fix/clean up Fukishima, and they’re wasting resources on this? Extinction’s too good for them.

Maybe Musk is looking at it this like a high-risk airline or his car business model, and his base price is going to be subject to upselling. Want room in the more survivable habitat? $200,000 more. Better medical care? $200,000. Want to get back? That’s another $200,000.

As Smithsonian Magazine paintstakingly debunked the “eating a sandwich” legend, and the NY Times piece you linked to utterly deflates the “haunted car” tale (“in a museum since 1914" doesn’t allow for other owners/deaths, or the car’s destruction during WWII), perhaps you should refer to the entire premise of this…

Yeah, it’s funny how snark dissipates like a hipster’s latest exhaled vape when you actually research, consider and meet the subject of the sneering. Met her and interviewed her a few times, and while there’s a pre-Paltrow pretension to some of her mercenary dating and that silly Shakespearean name, she seems serious…

Wouldn’t believe a word of spin out of her mouth. Susan S. has devolved into a self-righteous, Don’t Question Me, imperious attention whore in her dotage. Her smug “I was right, wasn’t I?” dismissal of Colbert’s softly pointed questions about her Shrieking Harpy Tantrum over Bernie losing was the epitome of spoiled,…

Solid B, B+. LeBlanc needs writing help, Harris is trying too hard for the bonhomie badge and Rory is still shocked to be there. But they’ve got a wide demo break with the team, unlike say “Top Gear America,” a pedant (Harris, again trying too hard), an enthusiast and a deadpan bon vivant. Reviews are a bit too…