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...chief M.C. of the A.V. Club...
...head writer of the Onion's A.V. Club, Nathan Rabin is charged with both skewering pop culture and sanctifying it - and often does both in the same sentence. Rabin's book, The Big Rewind: A Memoir Brought to You by Pop Culture, released July 7, is a look back at his troubled childhood, which included bouts of depression and time spent in group homes after being abandoned by his parents. TIME talked to Rabin about his love of the rap game, how he got started at the A.V. Club and how pop culture emerged as his savior...
...have very eclectic taste. You write about Godard in one sentence and Dr. Dre's The Chronic in the next. The first two pieces I ever wrote for the A.V. Club were reviews for the video section: Tromeo and Juliet, and Seconds by John Frankenheimer. Tromeo and Juliet was a good example of something that mashes up high culture and low culture in a deliberately provocative way, in that they implemented a fair amount of the actual Shakespeare and added a lot of sex with mutating cows. I think one of the reasons I started "My Year of Flops...
Like so much of my life, it all happened in a very half-assed fashion. The A.V. Club didn't have a hip-hop reviewer, and I felt like I could do a passable job. When I started at the A.V. Club, I was not a good writer. I was a year and a half out of the group home. So I had to figure out ways to make myself indispensable. I would do things that were insane; I had a lot of chutzpah. I started a series called "Critical Beatdown," where I would ask people insulting questions. People really...
...going to be touched by Robert Ebert. I remember watching Siskel and Ebert as a kid in Chicago and going, "Oh my God, they've cracked the code. This has to be the single greatest existence in the world." In the first couple years I worked at the A.V. Club, I'd tell people that I was a critic. My family members would say, "Your cousin Lloyd wanted to be a film critic. Now he's a hot dog vendor at Wrigley Field." But then after a few years, my life kept having these strange parallels. I grew...