Just a quick announcement that The Unaffiliated Critic is officially on vacation until after the July 4th weekend. To those of you have been waiting—breathlessly, no doubt!—for my write-ups on the final two episodes of Game of Thrones and Orphan Black, I sincerely apologize: I've been trying to catch up, but unanticipated delays, personal matters, and the obligations of my real job have made it all but impossible. Now we've run into my actual vacation, which I've been planning (and needing) for some time, so I'm regretfully admitting that nothing new is getting posted until I get back. Continue reading
Because this is how movie geeks do this...
Tonight my partner N. (known in these parts as The Unenthusiastic Critic) and I celebrated our nine-year anniversary as a couple, and it seemed as good a time as any to take care of some unfinished business. Being a tremendous movie geek, I decided to do this in a montage…
(Inexplicably, she said yes, but she was pretty drunk at the time, so we'll see if that lasts.)
Though I haven't been reviewing it, The Unenthusiastic Critic and I have been watching HBO's True Detective, and we find ourselves continually impressed by the overall excellence of the show, the strength of the performances, and the quality of the writing.
Most of all, however, we keep coming back for the irrepressible happiness of its world-view. It's really hard to think of another show that is so consistently upbeat, optimistic, and life-affirming. True Detective is just one of those stories that makes you feel good about humanity, good about the world, and good about being alive. With only one episode left, we're already trying to figure out what we can replace it with to get our our weekly injection of edification. Continue reading
The Unaffiliated Critic is a labor of love (and sometimes loathing), and so I've never tried or wanted to include advertising of any kind. In the interests of full-disclosure, however, I want to inform my readers that I have recently decided on an experiment to monetize the site in a very minor way, through an affiliate service called VigLink. On new posts (and older posts, if I ever get around to them), I'll be inserting links to the relevant DVDs (for older movies and TV shows I review), or movie tickets (for movies in theaters) you may wish to buy. If you should click on one of these links and buy something, a tiny percentage of your purchase will go to support The Unaffiliated Critic. Continue reading
Performed by Evelyn Evelyn
Produced by Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley
I don't expect to do a great many music reviews on this site—I've reached that age where one only finds new music by accident, and my iPod is mostly choked with audio books and podcasts these days—but every once in a while I stumble upon some new piece of music that becomes an obsession. Most recently, I have fallen deeply, bemusedly, disturbedly in love with Evelyn Evelyn (Evelyn and Evelyn Neville), their eponymous 2010 debut album Evelyn Evelyn, and their tragic, life-affirming, credulity-defying, rags-to-riches, chicken-coop-to-world-tour story.
Evelyn and Evelyn Neville, who turn 26 this year, are (to the best of my knowledge) the world's only conjoined singing-songwriting duo. The two are parapagus tripus dibrachius twins, sharing between them three legs, two arms, three lungs, two hearts, and a single liver. They also share a copious and mercurial musical talent, performing original, deeply personal, courageously autobiographical compositions for piano, ukulele, guitar, and accordion.