Lollipop Magazine

Garbage Pail – Five Great Films Involving Cheese – Column

November 1, 1998

The Guns of Provolone. The Hunt For Red Leicester.

Translations: I was lost in translation, but now I’m found – Fiction

November 1, 1998

After being translated into French, back into English, into Portugese, and back again into English: “For effleure external of the adventure, I will admit…”

Anne & Lenny – Column

November 1, 1998

Hey, look, a lesbian and I’m neither amused, horrified, nor strangely aroused! That’s her secret appeal, you see, the cute-but-not-too-cute Sapphist.

In Search of the Point – The Mind is a Terrible Thing to use as Paste – Fiction

September 1, 1998

“Since most people’s imaginations are confined to their own heads, and mine seems to have a radius of approximately 20 feet, I guess I can live with that.”

Scream 2 – Review

September 1, 1998

“An encyclopedic knowledge of premium-cable history and the ability to make up new slang words simply aren’t enough to maintain success in Hollywood anymore.”

L.A. Confidential – Review

September 1, 1998

One of the most intricate plots in recent movie memory (which I won’t even try to recount here), and like any good film noir, it’s thick with atmosphere.

Boogie Nights – Review

September 1, 1998

Boogie Nights is, on the whole, an assiduously ardent portrayal of the rise to prominence and penetration into the mainstream of pornographic film in the 1970s.

This is Orson Wells – Review

September 1, 1998

To many, Orson Welles is best known for three things: War of the Worlds, Citizen Kane, and as a (barely) walking fat joke during the last few years of his life.

In Search of the Point – Part Two: Zentropy and the Art of Pearly Gate Crashing – Fiction

April 1, 1998

“What’s going on, Fejod?” He asked the top of Fejod’s head. It was a dumb question, but it would’ve been dumber if he’s asked someone named Bill the question.

The Game – Review

April 1, 1998

A subgenre of films has popped up recently, trading on our knowledge of movie conventions and genre clichés, but even that subgenre’s starting to grow stale.