This explosive plot development in season two is House of Cards at its worst.
The star of the 13-hour "House of Cards" is as impenetrable as ever
Laura Bennett watched thirteen hours of "House of Cards" in one weekend. The show is haunting, but Kevin Spacey's performance left her cold.
Since first seeing The Artist, I believed it was going to win Best Picture. It’s “different” without being challenging or difficult or worrying. The Artist could have been designed by a computer to appeal to anyone who has a sense of nostalgia for movie history. (And 54 percent of Academy voters are over sixty). It is also a light, entertaining picture in which froth passes for energy, and pat ironies are made to seem intelligent. I enjoyed it, until the moment I guessed how close it was to getting Best Picture.
Crooked mastermind? Dabbled in geopolitics? Connected to an Oliver North-like figure?
Kevin Spacey has visited President Chavez in Venezuela, and so have Sean Penn and Danny Glover. Alec Baldwin is sure to follow. And maybe even George Clooney. Or the Dixie Chicks. This is the latest episode in that long-running drama called "political pilgrims," which has been running -- more or less -- since Lillian Hellman visited Stalin and found him charming. Or does it begin with John Reed visiting Lenin?