'Big Words' finishes filming, and all of a sudden the voices on set are gone.
A first-time filmmaker chronicling his experience for 'The Atlantic' enters the final days of shooting.
Reflections on directing a friend and idol
A dispatch from a first-time filmmaker chronicling his experience for 'The Atlantic'
A call for extras from a first-time filmmaker chronicling his experience for The Atlantic
The fifth dispatch from a first-time filmmaker chronicling his experience for The Atlantic
The fourth dispatch from a first-time filmmaker chronicling his experience for The Atlantic
The third dispatch from a first-time filmmaker chronicling his experience for The Atlantic
The second dispatch from a first-time film director chronicling his experience for The Atlantic
The first dispatch from a newbie film director who'll be chronicling his shoot for The Atlantic
I've already watched three episodes of Doctor Who today. Three! At just under an hour each. I ate lunch in front of the screen, Netflix streaming away. To clarify, I'm talking about the new Doctor Who, relaunched by the BBC in 2005.
I don't know a whole lot about country music. The overwhelming popularity of pop country acts like Taylor Swift and Carrie Underwood has done nothing to pique my interest.
I know MF Doom gets a lot of love around these parts. Obviously, Ta-Nehisi's a big fan. I am, as well. Still, the constellation of indie-hop burns bright beyond the masked Villain. I'd like to call attention to the dimming of a once-white-hot star cluster.