Granted it’s a zombie apocalypse; granted it’s exhausting peeking around every corner; granted Atlanta in the summer without air-conditioning is brutal. But come on, let’s have a little levity.
There’s a fine line between tragedy and comedy. Shakespeare knew this as he preceded the haunted and soon to be hysterical Hamlet in the graveyard with a pun-contest with a local gravedigger. Even Mercutio, after he was stabbed, found time to squeeze out a groaner: “Ask for me tomorrow and you shall find me a grave man.”
And what works for the Bard, certainly bears true for three of my favorite dramas.
In Justified, Timothy Oliphant is sentenced to his home town of Kentucky after going all Dirty Harry in the opening scene of the opening episode. … Read More… →
It’s not every zombie film that you can share with a12 year-old daughter and 80 year-old mother in-law and have them exclaim they loved it.
Until Facebook, every June was like a funeral. The likelihood that I would ever see or hear from the 300 or so graduating seniors was small–aside from an occasional homecoming game or trip to the mall. But I finally dropped down the Facebook rabbit-hole and discovered what these folks had done with their lives. Some might even meet up for a beer–if it wasn’t too awkward for the 41 year-old father of four to meet with his 46 year-old teacher–even … Read More… →