University of Texas to Huston-Tillotson University, 900 Chicon
"...Fresh Off the Boat, a seemingly average sitcom about a Taiwanese-American family trying to succeed in Orlando in the Nineties, won me over with a simple joke, perfectly executed by the effervescent and witty Constance Wu. She plays Jessica Huang, a mother of three boys who has an odd obsession – Stephen King novels..."
"...My obsession began in 1999 when I cornered Mark Cuban, then one of two founders of Broadcast.com, a collection of radio stations on the Internet, after he gave the keynote address at South by Southwest Interactive...."
"...It's a deliberate portrait of obsessive love, at times so deliberate that it becomes little more than a self-conscious diagram but at other times so searing that it threatens the safety of fictional distance. As the movie begins, Mercedes is an actress ending a love affair with Johnny, whose dogged sexual and possessive obsession with her overwhelms Mercedes' strength to resist..."
"...But I never threw my underwear at the band nor did I fantasize that any of them knew me. It was a quiet, if thorough, obsession..."
"...Produced and "presented" by David Lynch, My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done is the second Herzog film of the season (the first was Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans) and leads one to wonder if the great director might not have discovered the fabled fountain of youth in Peru while shooting Aguirre: The Wrath of God back in '72. Certainly Herzog possesses a unique genius that allows him to incorporate into his films, documentary or otherwise, whatever his current obsession happens to be..."
"...It's the seduction scene that's most painful to watch as Reeves toys with Owen, then says "Stop me." The whole mess teeters briefly on the edge of sanity when Owen discovers his co-worker is ill with AIDS and, at the same time, a distraught Rickman confides in Owen his fears about his wife's infidelity. Just for a moment it seems that a point about the responsibilties of love, sex and friendship, is about to be made, but as Owen careens off into self-pity and obsession, something darker happens..."
"...This pointless sequel to 2002’s blockbuster indie comedy dutifully recycles with desperate comic purpose the original’s Windex gags, etymological jokes, and obsession with everything Greek: You laughed at this once before, why not again? Fast forward almost a decade-and-a-half after My Big Fat Greek Wedding, and the boisterous Portokalos clan hasn’t changed one iota. Five minutes in their company and you’ll need a shot or two of ouzo to cope with the exhausting cultural stereotypes on constant display..."
"...Problem was UFO: Phenomenon, Force It, No Heavy Petting, Lights Out, Obsession, 1974-1978, never forgetting live touchdown Strangers in the Night, pre-reissue. Michael Schenker, who helped co-found the Scorpions with his older brother Rudolph and elfin vocal hurricane Klaus Meine on 1972's post-Can Krautrock klassic Lonesome Crow, coils übermelodies inside incinerating shred, but UFO vox Phil Mogg sounds just plain gay..."
"...The viral videos and movies were par for the course: We'd established our unhealthy obsession with the Ocean's trilogy early on, and what twentysomethings don't pass links back and forth on Facebook walls to gauge one another's sense of humor? But food … Oh, food. This I had the upper hand on...."
"...In my mind, the most appealing aspect of Jeff Scott's two-volume culinary art book series, Notes From a Kitchen: A Journey Inside Culinary Obsession, is the series' focus on a generation of chefs avidly pursuing their culinary passions with seeming disregard for the trappings of the cult of culinary celebrity. While it's likely that many an aspiring culinary student approaches his or her studies with Food Network fame stars in their eyes, I suggest that Notes From a Kitchen would be a much healthier and more sustainable source for inspiration..."
"...I can speak with more than passing experience that the morbidly obese have an extra set of hurdles in the music business, other than obvious health issues. Besides shortening our life spans and effectively restricting the range of touring abilities, there's the public's obsession with everything pretty that passes into in the public eye..."
"...As a director, Tofei's greatest achievement is hiding deliberate decisions under the guise of accident – which is exactly what the best found footage should do. However, what he's really made is a study of obsession: Adrian's mad belief that he can make an A-lister his personal muse, the actresses' conviction that answering an email will make them famous..."
"...Pipkin's brilliance shines through most in recognizing the capacity of computers to fill that role when directed – to flex a processor's knack for repetition, not for the sake of mathematics or other practical application, but toward the creative outlets of poetry and images. Stitching that powerful engine of obsession together with precarious randomizing algorithms produces something akin to human whim or error..."
"...The film was just one of many I saw that placed the relationships between parents and children front and center. Whether this represents a growth from the twentysomething solipsism of the usual indie offerings or our national obsession with baby bumps and the accoutrements of modern parenting, I do not know...."
"...I mean, really. I have successfully legitimized my Internet addiction AND my obsession with queer culture..."
"...Agnes liked the band, knowing well my obsession with Church of Misery and their every song being about an infamous serial killer. Now, we laugh at the small but crucial part they played in the adventure of our getting hitched...."
"...Almost seven years later, I’ve worked almost every aspect of the local music industry – writing for magazines, booking gigs, producing radio shows, PR and advertising, sponsorships, band management, merch, office manager, artist relations, festival hospitality, production, door girl. Now, welcome these “Internal Affairs,” an online reflection of my obsession with all things music business...."
"...I’m late for Austin Week’s final event, a Sunday closing picnic with Austin acts and Texas-style barbecue. I hasten my mile walk to the riverside party, but get distracted by the mouthwatering sight of an eight-block-long rummage sale, brimming with pipes, paintings, books, boots, statues, silver, and – my obsession – records..."
"...That sight at least would have prompted a reaction with teeth (as is, the only reaction with teeth I had was the long and indelicate yawn I nursed for two hours). There are flashes of wit and flair here, including two stylish sequences detailing the French obsession with food and scarves, but they are but brief respites from the film’s near-pathological drear..."
"...The frame is filled with all manner of eccentric ephemera (my favorite being a “Hang in there!” kitten painting, where the cat is clinging for life above a sea of flames). Amirpour could have reined in her penchant for laconic coolness at times, but where’s the fun in that? This fractured fairy tale of the marginalized have-nots and the bonds they forge continues the director’s obsession for the genre films she grew up with while adding her own contemporary sensibilities, and the result is an ultimately satisfying journey..."
"...Starring: Paddy Considine, Julia Stiles, James Gilbert, Caroline Dhavernas and Gord Rand. This mood-heavy Canadian/German co-production, based on the 1962 Patricia Highsmith novel, contemplates what happens to a stalker when the object of his obsession returns the favor..."
"...Bob doesn't even last one night as a club bouncer before he becomes the bouncee. Complicating his straits is the fact that he wants to buy his young daughter a new dress for her first communion -- an impossible extravagance that becomes his primary obsession..."
"...That men traditionally play all the female roles in Beijing Opera is a fact that seems known to everyone except Irons's consul. Irons is excellent as a heretofore meek, lower-ranking dignitary who finds his entire life transformed by his escalating obsession with the diva, whom he calls “my butterfly,” in reference to Puccini's opera..."
"...It's meant to be taken with a touch of irony, I think, something more like bittersweet. It also refers to the film's overall obsession with food and all its emotional by-products..."
"...The story, though, is really about Annie (Byrne), who has put up with boyfriend Duncan (O’Dowd) and his obsession over Nineties indie rock dude Tucker Crowe (Hawke), who disappeared after making a seminal album, Juliet. When Duncan receives a copy of a demo version of the album, the plot starts boiling, as Annie begins an email relationship with the elusive Tucker, after posting a blistering review of the demo on Duncan’s fanboy website, and Duncan enters into an affair with a colleague at the college he works at, where he teaches about television (The Wire as Greek tragedy is good for a few jokes)..."
"...This is the world of Ingrid Goes West, in which the titular character (Plaza, with her lemur eyes and mischievous, over-it stare) descends on a wedding that her “friend” Charlotte neglected to invite her to, barging in and pepper-spraying the bride after seeing live photos of the ceremony pop up on Instagram. A brief stint at a psychiatric facility and the death of Ingrid’s mother follows, and almost immediately, Ingrid finds a new obsession, Taylor Sloane (Olsen), a vacuous Californian who is popular on social media for her avocado toast photos, her photogenic man-bunned artist husband Ezra (Russell, ultimately the heart of this show), and her dog Rothko (if nothing else the film eviscerates contemporary culture with a knife to the heart)...."
"...Starring: Natasha Richardson, Ian McKellan, Hugh Bonneville, Marton Csokas, Gus Lewis and Sarah Thurston. It’s 1960 in the verdant English countryside, but the hills aren’t alive with the sound of anything other than the muffled groanings of soul-stifling sexual repression, erotic and professional obsession, and, ultimately, bloody, sweaty aggression..."
"...It's just not funny to see him strong-arm his way into Angela's dorm room with a troll pencil, a poster of a chimpanzee, and a Casiotone serenade, only to end up masturbating on her couch -- it's creepy and will resonate strangely with anyone who's ever been the target of unwanted attention. Obsession is the stuff of black comedy, and the filmmakers aren't up to the challenge..."
"...Besides clearly establishing the gnarly, haunted-looking Lambert as the more interesting character of the two, these scenes also drop plenty of broad hints of the grim sacrifice one of the men will have to make in order to defeat their mutual nemesis, the mega-evil Kell (Payne). Because of its obsession with body counts and power levels -- each time one Immortal beheads another, he gains not only the vanquished party's life force but also that of his victims -- the Highlander series is often disparaged as “video game-like.” In an ill-considered defensive response, Aarniokoski and screenwriter William Panzer have gone overboard in trying to create multidimensional characters and iron out 14 years' worth of narrative kinks..."
"...Cacho's timid, sensitive Nicolas, however, needs a hand mending his precious wig (it seems to fall apart every 20 minutes or so), and he's touched by this madwoman's obvious devotion to him, insane though it might be. It's a hellish ride all the way down the farthest reaches of obsession and petty theft, with dead floozies and (ay-yi-yi!) infanticide along the way..."
"...My obsession might be shocking to some (my mother, for example, whose obsession is shoes), but I have been surprised by the number of people who share my fascination. Over cocktails with the girls from work, I begin chatting about prison food (you can have a corn dog in prison, but you cannot have a corn dog on a stick); while there are some who stare into their margaritas or look at me with barely disguised alarm, more than one listens carefully, shakes her head in awe..."
"...My other obsession is Scientology. I've been fascinated by the "religion" of L.R.H..."
"...Now, with the clarity and distance of hindsight, I realize that Austin – and the world at large – is not the swirling cesspool of sexual deviance and obsession that I believed it to be when I was in the shit. Most people don’t regularly engage in cocktail conversations about gerbiling or scat play or ball torture..."
"...My hackles tend to raise at the arc of most memoirs – troubled beginnings neatly coursing toward pre-scripted triumphs – but Harad’s never icks with “you can, too!” forced cheer. It’s a simply told tale, of a natural immersion in – a beauty aid? an art form? an obsession? – she’d never previously considered, and the stutter steps she takes, becoming one with its community..."
"...I'm going to restock my weekly supply of Topo Chico, moving toward the cases of that fizzy mineral water stacked to form an attractive endcap across from where the dairy shelves' lighting reflects like mindless consumer optimism off the highly buffed floor tiles. I'm so busy gawking at the shelves to my right, though, that I fail to see the person coming toward me up the same aisle.But a hand stops me with a tap on the front of my left shoulder, and I halt and swivel my head to see:Dave Buckman. Dave Buckman! Former Chicagoan; longtime improviser & Austinite; husband of Rachel Madorsky; one-fifth of The Frank Mills; commercial actor; co-producer (with Jeremy Sweetlamb)of this coming fall's ridiculously overstocked-with-talent Out Of Bounds Comedy Festival! He smiles at me, this Buckman, and he's like, "Hey, Brenner!"And I smile back, and I'm like, "Hey, Dave Buckman!"and I notice that he's got earbuds in & attached to an iPod or whatever. So I ask him: "Whatcha listening to, man?" I'm figuring on either moving his musical tastes to a more specific positionon my internal Spectrum of People's Musical Tastes … or being hippedto some new talent that I know nothing about. "Oh, the Phillies game," says Buckman. The Phillies game! People still listen to such things in this day and age! And I follow sports pretty much the way Richard Nixon followed the endochronic properties of resublimated thiotimoline: Not at all. But I know, because I'm as immersed in the general American culture as deeply as the next person, which is probably why this post smacks of Tom Wolfe's exclamatory journo style … I know, I say, that 1) the Phillies are a Major League Baseball team, and 2) they have a particularly weird-looking mascot called the Phanatic. What I don't know, though, as Buckman and I bid each other farewell there in the aisle of the Hancock Center HEB, what I won't know until I check Wikipedia for the blogpost that I'm working on, is that the Phillies were also the last team that former Houston Astros and Montreal Expos star catcher John Bateman played for. And that's important to me – insofar as it is important to me at all –due to a certain obsession of Hyde Park Theatre's Ken Webster. Yeah, no, I think the word "obsession" is warranted here. Curious, are you? Yeah, so was I. Which is where this blogpost comes from...."
"...Which brings me to my other reality TV obsession, The Apprentice (NBC). In this, two teams of type-A's compete for a chance to work for Donald Trump..."