Cleaning up the mess when the bubble bursts
And we’re back at it! It’s that time of year when Hollywood releases what they consider their artistic triumphs in an attempt to secure Oscar glory, and I do my best to watch them all and determine whether it was worth the effort. Welcome to my third annual “Chasing Oscar” series! Fences, adapted from the August
In 1987, there was no stopping George Michael. With the release of Faith, his first album after leaving pop duo Wham!, Michael reached a level of pop dominance that only two other artists at the time could claim: Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson. On Christmas Day 2016, the last of that legendary trifecta passed away.
For several reasons, 2016 has been the worst, and pop music wasn’t spared this year’s wrath. This year may go down as one of the most unremarkable years in recent pop memory, filled with forgettable, uninspiring, and just plain awful tracks that made you wish Beyoncé or Adele or Prince or David Bowie could be
What does one do when confronted with a lifetime of utter isolation aboard a voyage to a utopia they will never see? It’s an interesting original premise in a Hollywood that’s sorely lacking in them, and with two of the biggest stars as leads and an Oscar-nominated director, it should’ve made for a no-brainer success.
