Hey Rewind That! The Work of Regina Hall

by Jaime Davis

Regina Hall is one of the best actresses working today, yet many don’t know her by name. And if they do happen to recognize her, they mistake her for Regina King, another one of the best actresses working today. I assure you that both Reginas are very very different. And while I could also write a Hey Rewind That about Regina King (her scenes in Puerto Rico in If Beale Street Could Talk along, my word!) this one is going out to Hall. 

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"Somewhere in Northern Italy..."

Two portraits of transformative summers in Unrelated and Call Me by Your Name

by Fiona Underhill

The notion of wealthy Brits and Americans summering in Europe or ‘finding themselves’ in a summer abroad is by no means a new one. The Grand Tour and later the Cook’s Tour were established features of 17th to 19th century British life and were a rite-of-passage for those on the cusp of adulthood. Films based on the works of Henry James (Wings of the Dove, Portrait of a Lady) and EM Forster (A Room with a View) have captured this tradition and are usually ripe with scandalous affairs set amongst the jaw-dropping architecture and art-work of Florence and Venice. The 1950s had the summer romance films Roman Holiday (Wyler, 1953) and Summertime (Lean, 1955). The 90s were positively bursting with films depicting expats in Italy including Anthony Minghella’s period films The English Patient (1996) and The Talented Mr Ripley (1999), Branagh’s Much Ado About Nothing (1993), as well as Bertolucci’s Stealing Beauty (1996). 

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A Chapter in the Sweet Handmade Life of Cinepeg

by Jessie “VHJESS” Landivar-Prescott

How often do I scroll my hours away on Instagram? No more than any other person with obsessive tendencies. (Example, I am currently listening to “Something About You” by Level 42 on repeat as I write.) If today were the last day of my life, I wouldn’t have any regrets about it. Of the various social media platforms, Instagram has rerouted the drives of a lot of other nerds out there. I’m not the only one. The gutsiness that hiding behind a screen affords introverts like moi means that making Insta-friendships is more comfortable than it could possibly be IRL.

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