I can’t exactly recall when I watched my last movie on VHS, but the cassette tape once defined my childhood. For kids of the 1980s and 1990s, videotapes were currency—expensive objects that you treasured, rewound, and wore out.

No album has so consistently tried to kill me as much as Sufjan Stevens’s 2015 Carrie and Lowell.

Panic in Echo Park provides a fascinating slice-of-life take on 1970s LA, as well as Hollywood’s awkward effort to be more inclusive and with-it.

I look for the slightest bit of sapphic tension in every piece of media I interact with. Last […]

The history of television, Jeff Bridges, and Amazon’s propaganda machine.

For generations of queer people, Spock has represented a much-needed world of possibilities.

An alternate reality is hiding in your tiny streaming box.

Inexplicably acclaimed, Rooney’s novel offers canned millennial gender play with a scrawny garnish of warmed-over Marxism.