If there’s one thing Freddy Krueger taught us, it’s that sleeping is a dangerous experiment that leads to you, your Walkman and your portable plug-in lap TV getting swallowed alive by your bedsheets.  And...

The sun is shining in the sky, the nip of winter breezes have been replaced by the warm, motherly hug of fresh spring air and all those posses of chiseled, shirtless, spike-balling summer studs have...

There is no holiday on the American calendar more demonstrative of our national values than April Fools' Day. You could make a compelling argument that Christmas and its exaltation of blind consumerism...

We Coloradans are a strange breed. No other state welcomes its air-traveling visitors with a red-eyed hell-stallion or holds summer festivals celebrating cryogenically frozen corpses. Now, the Centennial...

Well, Valentine’s Day has come and gone. No, it really has. I’m serious. Check your calendar. It’s February 15. I know, it snuck right up on us. Now all of those unsubtle texts you got from your...

Watching "Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom" is a little bit like watching a heart rate monitor: mostly flat and monotonous but bursting to life every once in a while in brief yet powerful explosions of raw...

There is no screenwriter more musical than Aaron Sorkin. His dialogue flows so whimsically and energetically through each scene in his films — be it Mark Zuckerberg’s ice-cold, tommy-gun speed...

It was bound to happen eventually. After draining our tear ducts and demolishing our emotional reserves over the past 2 1/2 decades with films that have steadily crept ever deeper into the dark corners...

Nothing ever could be or ever will be "Citizen Kane." It is the insurmountable climax of American cinema. And we know this is true because all the people who know things about movies say that it's...

It’s amazing just how many wonderful things our innate human idiocy has birthed over the years. Popsicles were discovered after 11-year-old Frank Epperson left a glass of water mixed with sugary...

There is nothing more comforting on a chilly fall day than a nice slice of warm pie — except perhaps for doing a belly-flop into a king-sized bed made of cotton candy clouds. Unfortunately, that method...

I don’t know about you, but these past seven months have felt like something straight out of "The Twilight Zone." And not just because my robot maid gained sentience and confessed she was in love with...