@markharris.bsky.social
Writer, husband, etc. Books: Pictures at a Revolution (2008), Five Came Back (2014), Mike Nichols: A Life (2021), Untitled gay cultural history (2026). Freelance: T, New York, etc. A long time ago: EW, Grantland, younger.
A catastrophically boorish sycophant who used his short tenure to destroy a great institution. Good riddance to Ric Grenell and may this mark the second-to-last time we ever hear his name. www.nytimes.com/live/2026/03...
To quote Naomi Wolf, "No! No!!"
LOL if he has spent 24 hours in NYC in the last ten years without a team catering to his every need, I would be shocked. What's to resent? Was he forced at gunpoint to go to an advertiser meet-and-greet or something?
I know she is going to be superb, and I know the show is going to be filled with sullen resentment at whatever and whoever the f--- this zillionaire still feels entitled to resent. Will it be "the people who want to ruin the unspoiled land that I bought so that nobody but me can ever see it again"?
"I am not watching another Taylor Sheridan show" and "I do not skip Michelle Pfeiffer ever" is my version of the irresistible-force-meets-immovable object conundrum and I am genuinely curious to see what wins.
"Maybe a snack will help."
Personally I would find it very hard to binge. One episode and I'm wrung out.
Jesus, The Pitt.
(Please reuse for next five Thursdays.)
Well, if that happens, good! It was a mild misdemeanor at worst.
My F'book feed is flooded with this hilariously committed attempt to convince men they have a nonexistent problem. FWIW, I look tired after a long day because I am tired after a long day. And as someone with the skin tone of a corpse found in a bog, I would kill to look a little flushed.
I need to know if that's US brilliant or UK brilliant!
Same! It was a pleasure to watch, amid a lot of movies that, although very good, I would not describe that way.
His point about movies is valid. His way of making it was not great, which he basically admitted as soon as he said it.
Everything doesn't have to be an occasion for outrage. Sometimes mild bemusement suffices!
Either outcome would delight me!
(Although if I had a vote I think it'd go to Wagner Moura, and I thought TC and Leo were both very good. It's a strong list.)
Starting to root for a Chalamet win just because it will mess this place up so much.
This truly is the very-punchable-face administration. Spend three minutes with this video if your blood pressure does not make it too dangerous.
This show's ability to make every cast change an event two years into its run continues to amaze. deadline.com/2026/03/maya...
I think that device gets funnier as the show gets darker (which it does) and by the end it made sense to me, because (no spoilers) it's very much about storytelling.
Context for anyone who stumbles across this: This is in reference to a widely shared clip of Hillary Clinton purportedly cheering on the war in Iran and specifically the girls'-school slaughter. It had nothing to do with either.
No, we're not doing that. We're not playing "Okay, it's not true but it COULD be true and anyway I hate her" as a justification for spreading misinformation.
This is spreading all over Bluesky today and is wildly misleading--it is from eight months ago and it is in reference to working with NATO allies and arming Ukraine.
The humiliation isn't only that they're so lacking in personal dignity that they'll wear shoes that don't fit because they're afraid of displeasing the boss. It's that they're all saying "Oh, I'm a size 12" when they're actually an 8 because they think Trump thinks big feet are a sign of...you know.
I just binged Vladimir. It's great--acidly funny, well-written, surprising, incredibly smart about desire and disappointment and selfishness and writing and middle age. Many critics seemed to have bones to pick with it. All respect (as T-Chalamet would say), ignore them. Rachel Weisz: never better.
Yeah, but it's not widely known that they will be exactly where they are at predetermined times 8 times a week. (Also, there's always more security on those shoots than you imagine. And if there isn't, there probably should be!) I love NYC. I am a native. And I think that scene isn't worth the risk.
Sure, it can be done safely if you cordon off a section of the street every night and search or wand every single person you admit past the velvet rope to serve as the "spontaneously" assembled street audience. But that is the opposite of the intended vibe. Short of that, why put an actress at risk?
You can probably grasp the difference between a roving number in which an ensemble is on the move the whole time and a large support staff is out there running point and a song that puts an actress alone and unmoving on a balcony in front of a large street audience that assembles to watch her.
There is great value in laying out the case as clearly and irrefutably as Dan does here.
Bering, and Lindsey Graham.
I'll show myself out.
If Evita comes to Broadway, don't expect a repeat of the outdoor "Don't Cry For Me, Argentina" that wowed them in the West End. Some true words from Andrew Lloyd Webber: "We can’t do that in New York. I mean, something awful could happen. We have gun laws in Britain.”
deadline.com/2026/03/evit...