The Man Who Shaped the Way We Watch Football on TV
Some years ago, I got a call from NFL Films, from a man named Steve Sabol. Yes, he realized I was English by birth and might not know much about American football. So I explained to him that I had arrived in San Francisco in September 1981 at the start of the season in which the 49ers won their first Super Bowl—their first of five. Mr. Sabol was encouraged, but he had called me because he’d read some writing about movies that I had done. I believe I had compared Joe Montana and Gary Cooper in the way they gazed at space. That was his kind of dream.
HBO's Creepy and Revealing Take on Hitchcock
American Movies are Not Dead: They are Dying
There Will Be Dud: Paul Thomas Anderson’s First Mediocre Movie
A Small Norwegian Film and the Critic Who Praised It
‘Lawless’ is ‘Bonnie and Clyde’-Lite
The Riddle of Tony Scott
A Serial Killer Movie You Can’t Watch in America
It is called The Black Panther, and for the moment at least it cannot be seen in America. I daresay it deserves another title, now, one that avoids suggestions of horror or intimations of radical black politics. There is horror in this movie, though our standards for that genre have changed so much since 1977, when the film very briefly opened in Britain.
Magic Matthew: McConaughey's Journey From Slacker to Darkness
The Inscrutable Life and Death of Marilyn Monroe
Fifty years ago, late on August 4 or in the early hours of August 5—so little can be said of her with certainty—Marilyn Monroe died, and began her life in legend. This was only 50 years ago, in Los Angeles, when she was a very important if vague person who may have known even more important persons. There were doctors in attendance, and then coroners; there were police investigations. The world decided it was shocked and stricken by the sudden departure of the 36-year-old, yet not surprised.
