Criticism

Michael Fassbender’s soulless, brilliant performance yanks my heart out — it captures so much of what I remember from that time in my life.

So close to perfect, and yet so far — a detailed taxonomy of my disagreements with FTV Girls.

Even the name is smug — and wrong.

I love the idea of real people having real sex for my viewing pleasure, but this site makes it nearly impossible to enjoy.

I’m no whisky snob, but I know what I like to drink.

Her toes tell you everything you need to know about what his tongue is doing.

Leonard Cohen, at 78, made T and L melt — and me too.

A woman spreading her legs, clothed, is about the hottest thing I can imagine — and I found a new way to procrastinate.

Spotify links don’t do what I thought they did. Sorry about that.

A paralyzed man’s quest to experience sex, a sex surrogate who treats the encounter like a medical procedure, and my frustration that the movie can’t imagine foreplay as part of the assignment.