The Company Men works sort of like a guy’s take on a Lifetime Original Movie. It’s sappy, it’s sentimental, and it’s superficial. But instead of serving as a resume line for some unknown actors, this glossy fiasco unfortunately drags some big-name talent through the muck of its pandering, self-important script.

Jim Carrey is a phenomenal actor who also occasionally chooses to star in great films. And though he’s recently had a string of duds, I Love You Phillip Morris — opening this Friday in some theaters — shows him back at the top of his manic-but-poignant game.

The studies are in and the verdict is clear — the American public supports it; Secretary of Defense Robert Gates favors it; even the majority of our troops are cool with it. So why is there any doubt about the repeal of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell? And, more to the point, will congressional Republicans still try to prevent something that, by virtually every account, will strengthen our armed forces and increase national security?

Beautiful Rapunzel sings, paints, and dances. She bakes and she cleans. But more than anything else, she dreams of leaving the tower where Gothel, her alleged mother, keeps her, supposedly for her own protection.

Though the premise is familiar, Disney’s Tangled manages to braid a surprisingly entertaining — if very straightforward — film out of the German fairly tale Rapunzel. The film begins centuries in the past, when Gothel, an old woman, discovers a flower that keeps her young. All she has to do is sing to it. Unfortunately for Gothel, however, one day a benevolent and pregnant queen gets sick and her soldiers cart the plant off to use for medicinal purposes.

Earlier this fall, I decided to get Arcade Fire’s latest album The Suburbs. Like everyone, I get more and more music online, but in this case, I also thought maybe I’d go in to a record store and pick up an actual CD. It’d be nice, I considered, to have a physical copy, and the smell of a CD booklet is certainly nostalgic. After procrastinating my record store outing for weeks, however, I finally gave up and bought the album on iTunes.

The shot cut to a couple pairs of feet on a bed. Seductively, the camera panned up the taut legs, past the titillatingly short cheerleading skirts, up an arched back. Finally, it rested on the faces of two ultra-fine cheerleaders. Oh, and they were making out, more or less.

Suburban Ocean, the new EP from Provo folk band The Archer’s Apple, galavants with a velvety staccato swagger through its five tracks. It’s a strong and surprising record because, while garnished with an array of vintage sounds (and, presumably, influences), it’s actually a markedly contemporary sounding effort. And, probably most importantly, it should easily sate [...]

Before reviewing Drew Danburry’s latest album Goodnight Dannii (and in the interest of full disclosure), it’s worth mentioning that he has been a staple of the Provo music since before I got here, a handful of years ago. I’ve always respected his work, I’ve been to his shows before, and I may even have been [...]

A while ago, on a trip to Canada, I missed my bus. It wasn’t a big deal, except that I was twenty miles from where I needed to be, and I only had half an hour to get there. I didn’t want to rent a car and I didn’t think that I could ride a [...]

A lot of the time, real poetry gets a bad rap. It’s foisted on teenagers in high school English classes, most of whom have no idea why they’re reading it, and who are excited to put it permanently behind them. Or at least, that was my experience. Poetry, however, doesn’t all suck. And in fact, [...]