This article was originally published as part of the joke issue on 12.5.2013
McDonald's
The Set-Up:
The 24–inch Westinghouse TV is only visible from about four seats (strategically nailed into the floor), and the subtitles are only visible from about two.
This article was originally published as part of the joke issue on 12.5.2013
Like any reputable community eatery, the 40th Street McDonald’s has its share of kindly decorative flourishes: the quaint community gathering place, a terrace; the entertainment, a television; and the art, a series of digital prints lining the brightly tiled walls.
The seven pieces—digital photographs printed on plastic, roughly 16” by 16”—heavily feature the photographic technique of bokeh. You probably remember bokeh from your Windows 2001 default desktop wallpapers: points of light are blurred or intentionally unfocused.
This article was originally published as part of the joke issue on 12.5.2013
Promising that “sipping a McCafé drink is like taking a mini–vacation from your day,” McDonald’s latest “coffee” ad flaunts a winter wonderland popping out of a white chocolate mocha frappe, complete with a snow–crusted gondola gliding straight out of the cup.
This article was originally published as part of the joke issue on 12.5.2013
There was a time when people didn’t avoid trans fat, when “Super Size Me” wasn’t even an idea in Morgan Spurlock’s head and when my parents would do anything to shut me up.
All the rhyming in the episode gave me a hurt in my head.
“Bedtime Stories” was so boring, that I wanted to go to bed.
Marshall and baby Marvin are on a bus to the Farhampton Inn.
Where did they put the rental car?
"The Armstrong Lie" is oddly disjointed, somewhat confusing and leaves us cold, only growing our previous collective feeling of betrayal by Lance Armstrong.
"Frozen" is Walt Disney’s latest animated movie, loosely based on Christian Andersen’s "The Snow Queen." This spin-off follows two Scandinavian sisters: Elsa and Anna, princesses of Arendelle.
What do a conductor’s hat, a broom, and a set of bowling pins all have in common? They make up half of the cast of “Rails,” a puppet pulp melodrama and the latest production of Philadelphia’s very own Transmissions Theatre.
The company kicked off its 14-day tour of this dark comedy last weekend with two performances at the Rotunda.
For both the casual moviegoer and the diehard literati, here are two different looks at the divisive new page–to–screen adaptation of everyone’s favorite childhood sci–fi book.
Today we’re talking about work music. And I’m not talking about the Bruce Springsteen classics you and your dad blast out of yellow DeWalt speakers painting a doghouse in the yard (I don’t know if these moments really exist, but I saw it on a Lowes commercial once). No, by “work”, I mean the luxurious act of studying, for which the ear’s delicate palate prefers muted tones and hushed soundscape.
If you’ve entered the cranially-demanding world of *~the humanities~* then you’re well aware that Jersey Highway ballads are not conducive to the creative process.
I’ve never gotten the appeal of classical music as a work soundtrack, and am suspicious it’s just a go-to for people that don’t know better.
"Nebraska" commences with Woody Grant, a senile, drunken old Montana man (fully-embodied by an exceptional Bruce Dern) being stopped by the police on his doomed mission to walk to Nebraska and collect the millions of dollars he supposedly won from a clear scam.
Upon its release in 1951, “The Catcher in the Rye” became the companion of millions of American teenagers—its narrator, Holden Caulfield, became their voice. J.