Die, Danger, Die, Die, Kill!

On tonight's installment of Pop Offensive , Jeff and I will be sharing some of my musical finds from Japan, as well as playing our usu...

Depending as it does on formula, cult genre cinema tends to walk a tightrope between nagging predictability and cozy reliability. Gekko K...

With bulky man-in-suit robots throwing down against all variety of monsters to the accompaniment of a pep squad of AV girls in metallic knic...

Because I am a blogger who likes to keep his readers aware of his movements, I want to let you all know that, starting tomorrow, I am off...

Our tweet-along to Casus Kiran , aka Turkish Spy Smasher, this past Tuesday may not have been the most well attended of the Monthly Movi...

Turkey, where the men are men, the women are armed, and the air is thick with a heady musk of testosterone and motorcycle exhaust. This i...

Now with Pop Offensive out of the way, the next monthly social media-based pseudo-event coming down the pike to send angry ripples throu...

This last may have been the least offensive Pop Offensive ever, what with a narrowly avoided explanation of the term "Bunga" an...