Author: Rebecca Potts

Lena Dunham’s new HBO television show Girls, about Hannah (played by Dunham) and her friends being young and confused in New York City, has lit a fire underneath the internet that has yet to be quelled. It’s a bit strange how the whole phenomenon happened, at least for me—and I

The Hunger Games film adaptation is taking heat right now in the reviews for tragically misguided readings of the text. Disclaimer: I have read all the books and loved them deeply, so I do not know how to approach this movie from the perspective of someone who has not yet

I really, really, really wanted to like this movie. Kristen Wiig! Maya Rudolph! Jon Hamm! Adam Scott! All of the actors from my favorite television shows and a Bridesmaids reunion to boot! Alas, the magic of Bridesmaids was missing from start to finish of this cloyingly sweet and ultimately vacant

The 84th Annual Academy Awards, based as it was on Hollywood nostalgia, honored two films far above the rest: The Artist and Hugo. While the success of The Artist surprised few, many were taken aback by the five Oscars awarded to Hugo. Hugo, Martin Scorsese’s latest endeavor, is a 3D

My Week with Marilyn serves as a painful reminder that films like The Artist and actresses like Marilyn Monroe are few and far between, and that audiences are too often treated to over-budgeted, aggrandized E! True Hollywood Story-style flicks instead. Where The Artist’s portrayal of an actor’s struggle with fame and

See this film. See it now. See it in theaters. The Artist is a film (and I use the term “film” deliberately) about the Hollywood of our collective fantasies, the ideal Hollywood, the dream factory—a place that does not and never has existed, but that, nonetheless, we all recognize. The

The Muppets! (NOT Breaking Dawn, sorry, just couldn’t do it.) A tiny theater in Alpine, Texas with my family on Thanksgiving weekend surrounded by small children and parents—both the best and the worst setting for this Muppets revival. Judging by the near silence of the children and the occasional laughter

Clint Eastwood’s newest film, J. Edgar, written by Dustin Lance Black (Milk) and starring Leonardo DiCaprio as the legendary J. Edgar Hoover, aspires to be a sympathetic, humanizing character study of Hoover’s life and a warning against paranoid power-mongering disguised behind the call of patriotism. Though other critics seem to

This weekend, unless you have not yet seen Drive or have an all-consuming passion for the voice of Antonio Banderas emanating from the body of an animated orange cat, I would recommend that you stay on campus, save some money, and watch True Grit (2010) in a 35-millimeter print at

This bi-weekly column might soon fall prey to my basest desires, ceasing all pretense of film analysis and devoting itself instead to the cause of Ryan Gosling fandom. When did he become the street fight-resolving, sultry-eyed, feminist hero of our time, and where was I? That said, Gosling, if you’re