No doubt about it. Reese Witherspoon is the ultimate closet prom queen.
Pay attention to the Middle East, scolds a friend. Look! Look there! How awful! “No,” I say.
When the wallpaper starts peeling, run for cover. The Coens are coming.
The soccer scandal gratifies those who’ve made a 20-year espresso conversation out of soccer conspiracies centered in Turin.
Was Zinedine Zidane wrong to throw his World Cup head butt? Yes. Is the response one of sincere concern. Nonsense.
Woody Allen's charmer is a never-ending film-within-film.
The 2006 World Cup message was the same as its 24-year-old brother.
A golf movie? Give Shelton credit. He actually pulls it off.
What Americans most dislike about soccer is not so much its pace but the way fans surrender to it. As Italy's victory showed, the game is its own master.
Traveling light often means leaving evening wardrobe essentials back home.
While struggling to master the soccer scandal, I realized that seeking "facts" was misplaced.