After a day of dutifully answering reporters’ questions about her new TBS show, Full Frontal, Samantha Bee confesses to an urgent desire.
No one shows the landscape of human grief and trauma quite like Kenneth Lonergan.
It sometimes seems like the playwright turned director of both “You Can Count On Me” and “Margaret” knows us better than we know ourselves. His movies look and feel like life — it’s no wonder our souls can only handle one every few years.
As a young artist, Michael Jackson knew he wanted to be legendary.
“I will be magic,” he wrote as a teenager, outlining his plans for his career. “I will be better than every great actor roped in one.”
The new Viceland cable channel that launches next month will have series with actress Ellen Page exploring gay and lesbian life around the world, actor Michael K. Williams telling about black market economies and celebrity chef Eddie Huang illustrating stories about politics, culture and food.
“The Hateful Eight” is not for the faint at heart. What Quentin Tarantino movie is? But while cinema’s favorite cinephile is up to some of his old tricks in his eighth feature, this over three hour long drawing room thriller also feels like a step forward for the wayward enfant terrible — a step toward maturity.
When the Oscar nominations revealed a second consecutive year of all-white acting nominees, it lit a fire under film academy president Cheryl Boone Isaacs, the first African-American to lead the organization.
“The X-Files” creator Chris Carter is pleased to update the original template with his 21st-century unease. Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny are glad to be playing opposite each other again as Scully and Mulder.
And admirers likely will do a happy dance to the Fox TV drama’s eerie theme music as it returns with a six-episode limited run.
The 10-part Netflix documentary series Making a Murderer, which casts doubt on the legal process in the case of convicted killers Steven Avery and his then-teenage nephew Brendan Dassey, has prompted celebrities to armchair sleuths to flood online message boards and Twitter feeds.
How many great movies could be written across the enigmatic, profound face of Charlotte Rampling? Hundreds? Thousands? At any rate, Andrew Haigh’s “45 Years” is one of them.