View from my food run on a rare Saturday evening at work. Hope you're having a great night wherever you are!
Saturday, February 01, 2014
An Open Letter From Dylan Farrow
Although I proclaimed that Robert B. Weide's piece on the Woody Allen child molestation case for the Daily Beast was the best and LAST piece you'd ever need to read on the subject, I didn't take into consideration that the director's adopted daughter would choose to speak out again. For the record, I believe she (now going by the name Malone) and brother Satchel (now going by the name Ronan) believe she was molested. However, that isn't necessarily the same thing as believing she was. Hear what she has to say HERE.
On the Rag, Vol. 288
A weekly look at what's making news in the free gay mags:
Next: XL Nightclub to reopen as brand-new venue BPM overseen by Susan Buckley and Stuart Black / Read HERE.
Get Out! is ready for the Super Bowl ... or something. Read HERE.
Metro Weekly (D.C.): Did Bill Maher guest edit this week's issue? Read HERE.
Edge Boston gets ready for the wonderful documentary "I Am Divine." Download HERE.
Frontiers talks love and sex / Online edition HERE.
Echo (Phoenix: Kristine W goes back to her roots for a performance with the Phoenix Metropolitan Men's Chorus / Read HERE.
Tim Tebow Takes It Like a Man
I guess he really doesn't have much choice, but I am sort of impressed by Tim Tebow's ability to poke fun at himself in this new T-Mobile ad set to debut Sunday. (He's pretty good in this -- might acting be his true calling?!) Incidentally, wasn't the point of paying $4 million for a Super Bowl ad the buzz you got when it premiered during the big game?
'Stranger' in the Night
It's after midnight and I'm just home from seeing the French film "Stranger by the Lake," which follows the lives of a small community of men who cruise a wooded area one summer in France. When Franck, a sweet young man looking for love in the all the wrong places, falls for the mysterious and dashing Michel, things take a dark turn. Wasn't prepared for something so intense and unsettling -- in a good way. And I don't think I've ever seen such graphic sex in a non-XXX film before. Strongly recommend -- the less you know going in the better -- and the male leads are both incredibly handsome.
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