f you’ve walked around New York City for longer than 15 minutes, you’ve seen one. If you’ve ever gotten a latte from a coffee shop in Brooklyn, you’ve interacted with one. If you’ve ever been happy to wear a shitty thrift store sweater, drink organic $6 coffee, and rage endlessly against the patriarchy, you are one. That’s right: a hipster.
With the Academy Awards coming up in a few weeks, it is a time for film buffs to reflect on Hollywood’s best and recognize the movies that represent the pinnacle of cinematic achievement. I, however, am not a film buff.
With Disney’s recent-ish Star Wars revival, many people are increasingly shitting on the Middle Child of Star Wars franchise – the prequels. While I’m not going to argue that the prequels are the best Star Wars movies in the franchise – with the exception of Revenge of the Sith, I will argue that they aren’t as bad as everyone says.
The Super Bowl is the biggest televised game of the year and companies dish out millions just for a thirty-second advertisement. Now I’m not sure how these numbers are calculated. Whether they were able to count all the people watching the game on TVs or if the number is just based on the number of TVs turned on to NBC. But regardless, that’s a lot of people to enlighten with your company’s product or service.
Anyone who has visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art on Fifth Avenue can attest to its grand monumentality and to the impressiveness of the extensive collection which spans globally over thousands of years.
On Monday, Slayer announced on their official Instagram that they would be performing one last world tour. Starting in May in California, Slayer will embark on their final North American tour.
What happens when you combine every single scifi trope of the last twenty years with the twisted mind of J.J. Abrams?
P.T. Barnum’s “Greatest Show on Earth” finds new life again in movie theaters as the story of the circus’ creation is told through music, dance, and the occasional high-flying acrobatic trick.
A new exhibit at the International Center of Photography looks back on the imprisonment of Japanese Americans during World War II.
Tensions were high on the OWL stage, the series had gone to a fifth tiebreaker map and the reigning juggernauts, Soul Dynasty, were looking shaky, as the young guns of NY Excelsior looked to prove that the bigger they are, the harder they fall. On the last map, Dong-gyu “Mano” Kim of NYXL carried his team with masterclass tank play, securing the victory, and proving that nobody in the OWL was invincible; it was electric.