Punchlist, Week of 6/23/14: Six Feet Under Edition

In 2001, people had flip phones and answering machines. These are the shocks of Six Feet Under on second viewing. Because otherwise–well, other than some W-bashing and the specific drugs Claire ingests in art school–the series seems of right now. Or like it could be happening in any decade. Time doesn’t happen in funeral homes. An…

Looking for Krapf

“They were in Indianapolis, where no one is ever any younger than 50, not even the scrawny kids who go underdressed to clubs, staving off the inertia of conservatism and comfort food at least till they’re chronologically 22.” A Mythic Indy story by Traci Cumbay.

Shiny, Happy Great Apes

“‘Our goal is uplift,’ Rosencrantz told me in a phone conversation while she and Glover waited to get on a plane to their first Heartland Film Festival.” Traci Cumbay interviews a Bright Blue Gorilla.

February 17, 2013
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Fever Year

“‘No, honey, no. Your dad and I will always—always—love you.’ I go further and then regret it. ‘Sometimes ‘daddy’ means a husband or boyfriend, actually. It’s . . . ‘ impossible to explain that one.” Traci Cumbay keeps trying.

January 15, 2013
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You Can’t Have Everything

“Too bad their attraction never feels real. Even the magic of a montage that shows their bumbling progress as dance partners cannot disguise the meh between them.” Traci Cumbay has a bipolar review of Silver Linings Playbook, the film.

October 24, 2012
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Still Kicking

“You all laugh and gasp and aaaw together, anyway, as the goofy humor turns black while Becker’s situation goes from ‘holy shit’ success to unbelievable lows.” Traci Cumbay encourages the laughing and the gasping.

April 16, 2012
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Punchlist, Week Of 4/16/12

“You have to commit to four hours in the car across a landscape that repeats like a backdrop in The Flintstones: trees, nothing, trees, nothing, smattering of too-similar two-story houses. Repeat. Repeat, repeat.”

April 4, 2012
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Maile Meloy’s Handful Of Organs

“Maile Meloy plays kayak polo and surfs; she comes from people who consider nothing impossible; she has a more exotic name than you do.” Traci Cumbay meets and greets the author of The Apothecary.

February 3, 2012
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This Week In Bullshit, 2/3/12

It’s hard to feel bullshitty when my whole city’s aflutter. I’m shamefully late to the party. Probably the last person to get swept up in the fever. My six-year-old, who to my knowledge has never seen a full football game, asked me who I’d be voting for in the Super Bowl. Yes, I had to…

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