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Following a decade of poorly executed slasher flick franchises, the recent Scream trilogy managed to restore an interest in the teen thriller genre, only to be followed once again by a slew of pitiful imitators. Desensitized audiences no longer feel the same fear when a suspenseful silence is broken by a cold, metallic telephone ring. The film Joyride attempts to revive this tired cliché by moving its potential victims from an old creaky house to a car in the rural Midwest. Unfortunately, even with this unconventional twist, there is no novelty to Joyride. Director John Dahl (Rounders) is good...
Current polls leave no doubt that the peacenik naysayers now running to the flowers are but a tiny minority of our people. Yet they scream in a voice that is loud and familiar. The neo-hippies who jeer from their idle repose in academia’s ideological daisy-fields are relics of the slovenly anarchism that was born of our parents’ generation, reached its apogee at the height of the Vietnam War, and survives to this day in tenured faculty positions everywhere. And it is the fantasies of that generation—its moral relativism, its cult...
...streets are a short stop/ either you’re slinging crack rock or you got a wicked jump shot,” but these young men forged a third profitable enterprise. They flashed their blings and their shiny things across our TV screens to make the fine ladies scream. Their early years as gang members, drug runners and fly thugs lent them the legitimacy to drop wicked rhymes about their street life origins. However, as they entered the mainstream culture and prosperity of the mid-1990s, much of these poems’ hard edge was lost...
...mind-warping musical contributions of Kriss Kross and Hanson, pop has been graced by a singularly impressive array of prepubescent has-beens. Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears have also warbled and shimmied their respective ways into brazen, busty music icons. However, after a summer dominated by the multi-diva scream-fest “Lady Marmalade” from the Moulin Rouge soundtrack, bubblegum pop seems to have momentarily burst. From its ashes, a new breed of artists has risen—still barely out of (or still attending) high school, but with more poise, more maturity, more substance...
...because the pursuit of the scoop has pushed the news cycle forward, the enormity of the tragedy is nowhere near processed or mourned. The deceit of news is its relentless disregard for what is past. But don’t let the headlines that cry for war rather than scream of horror delude you that life will ever be the same. The process of mourning has just begun, even if the news has moved...