Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Dominance. It’s been a theme that keeps ringing ’round, turning up at my stoop. To begin, when I first moved to Boca, I was invited to join a new book club that was in its infancy; I missed the first…

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A short at the Savannah Film Festival, Girls Named Pinky has stayed with me. Not so much the actual film, but the Q&A session with the director afterward. Before I go there, here’s how the notes I’d scribbled…

I saw Black Swan at the Savannah Film Festival a few months ago. What follows are my notes, taken in the dark, on a yellow legal pad. But before I air and share, may I just say again how awesome…

There’s something so right about showing up at a 10:25 am matinee showing, in my sweatpants with my snot-covered sleeves—because I was too lazy to get up and search for the tissues. I was looking really gross is what I…

Some days you feel like you’re in a movie. You can almost mute your life and add your own soundtrack. I’m heading out now, myPod in hand, as I clear out for Guam while in Savannah, GA. I’m covering the…

The Goodbye Girl (1977) was in my Netflix queue, with a prediction of 4 stars. Logline: After being dumped by her live-in boyfriend, an unemployed dancer and her 10-year-old daughter are reluctantly forced to live with a struggling off-Broadway actor.
I…

This PR material (above) landed in my inbox this morning, and I couldn’t help but think of John Witherspoon’s bit in the movie Boomerang. Is it just me, or would this outfit make his mushroom swell? David Alan Grier is…

My off the cuff, unedited take on this whole matter of deux:
Overall, I was pleasantly surprised by the first two acts of Sex & The City 2 (despite the repeated use of the term "interfriendtion"), also my expectations were…