Dear White People: Go See ‘Dear White People’
Justin Simien’s Dear White People is a dagger-sharp satire, a film filled end-to-end with tiny sticks of dynamite, each lit carefully with a gleeful smirk. If such violent metaphors contradict the generally tongue-in-cheek tone, it speaks mostly to the combustible quality of the topics here; like Network or Putney Swope, it feels dangerous, sparked by the charge of secrets told above a whisper. It marks the arrival of Simien(making his feature debut after a handful of shorts) as a major voice; it’s a joyfully confident picture, sophisticated, sexy, and wicked smart.
Dating Advice From Classic Non-Jane Austen Literature
1. Going big to impress is tempting, but can backfire.
Young romance is full of heartbreak. Say your first lady-friend up and marries a local heir while you’re off at war, studying abroad or crafting a mysterious persona. At this point you’re probably going to be all like, “I should totally use my mob connects to buy a huge mansion across the Sound from her place, throw lavish parties, and thus lure her away from this cretin.” Reasonable as this course of action may seem, spoiler alert: she’s never going to leave him. You might do well to find yourself a nice companionable type who is ace at ironing crisp colorful shirts, instead.
Hey, John Grisham: Looking at Child Pornography Is Not a Victimless Crime
It’s stating the obvious, but apparently it needs to be done: the reason that looking at pictures of underage girls on the Internet is illegal is that it’s not a victimless crime. Just because the men Grisham cites “never touched a child” doesn’t mean that they “haven’t harmed anyone.” They have caused harm — by providing a market for this stuff, by consuming it and distributing it, by being part of the reason for its existence. This is something that should be apparent to allegedly intelligent old men like Grisham, no matter how drunk they are.