“Passenger” by Melissa R. Mendelson
The window was down, letting the cool air in. The morning was dressed in beauty with the sun brilliant in…
Mr. Chip’s Gift by Gina Conn
Gary was proud to be the most disciplined and respected chip factory worker in all the land, and this land…
“About It” by Celine Spierer
It saves, it destroys. It’s necessary, it’s avoidable. It protects, it obliterates. It cures, it worsens. It restores, it deteriorates.…
All the Assholes in the World and Mine: In Praise of Bukowski’s Asshole Aesthetic
Woke up this morning and it seemed to me, That every night turns out to be a little bit more…
ARCHIVED FEATURE: TRON: 20 Years Later and Still Unbelievably Weird
As the buzz around TRON: Legacy gradually dies out, we resurrect an archived feature on its predecessor, TRON. By Daniel…
John Wayne Was True Grit
“Fill your hand, you son of a bitch.”—John Wayne in True Grit Some people cast incredible shadows that grow even…
Bob Dylan: Stoned Galore?
In March 1966, music critic Robert Shelton became privy to one of Bob Dylan’s allegedly best-kept secrets. “I kicked a…
The Animation Farmer: An Interview with Nick Cross
In 2011, intelligent creator-driven animation is something of a rarity. More and more, what you see at the Cineplex these…
“Venus Rising: an elegy”
“Venus Rising: an elegy” For T.B.S. Ginkgo tree rustles, drawing me back To when we lay under streetlamps’ muted…
Why Have I Never Been “RickRolled”? On Being Un-cool on the Internet
You have less than one hundred friends on Facebook. You learned about Charlie Bit My Finger, LOLcats and “RickRolling” many…