To punctuation expert Lynne Truss, The New Yorker is "that famous punctilious periodical." The last grammar mistake to appear in the New Yorker might have been made by a hungover E.B. White. But has this impeccable record finally been broken?
Most of the attention paid to Jonathan Demme's new film Rachel Getting Married has centered on the Oscar-buzzed lead performance from Anne Hathaway, but many critics are consumed with something the movie treats as a non-event: the fact that the titular Rachel (Rosemarie DeWitt) is marrying a black man, Sidney (Tunde…
Anthony Lane on "Sweeney Todd": "Sondheim is serious about the misanthropic malice of his hero, whereas Depp's Sweeney comes across as one more mournful Burton wacko. His singing gives off the Cockney yowl of someone who has listened to too much early Bowie, and his ivory-pale face is crowned by a stiff black mane…
How "square" is New Yorker critic Anthony Lane? He is "so irretrievably square that I not only never listened to [Joy Division] but didn't even know anyone who liked it," he admits in today's review of Control. Also, he uses the word "square." [NYer]
"In previous movies, Michael Bay dabbled wearily in Homo sapiens. At last he has summoned the courage to admit that he has an exclusive crush on machines, and I congratulate him on creating, in "Transformers," his first truly honest work of art. Not that he needs my plaudits; as a passerby exclaims in the midst of the…
The New Yorker's Anthony Lane dissects the TNT-broadcasted cook-along for the SAG awards dinner. (You, too, can eat like a nominee!) "Chantarelle dust""not something you snort but a handful of mushrooms that you torch at insane heat until they are begging for mercy"is required, as are "endive leaves overlapping each…
