Kim Morgan

One thing about pornography — it’s fucking hard to write about (pardon my French). I mean, how does one approach the subject? By striking a kind of swaggering, self-congratulatory, pro-pornography posture? (“Yeah, I really do like to ejaculate to Jenna Jameson!”) By taking the moral high ground? Or, God forbid,......

Like some New-Wave Proust, Hong Kong filmmaker Wong Kar-Wai has managed, over a 20-year career, to make the concept of time almost tangible. "Almost" because in all his films, memory is both garishly lucid and seductively elusive — a combination as maddening as it is voluptuous. Just like the romance......

When Ray Charles died back in June, I e-mailed a friend and music critic with the gloomy news. The gist of my message went something like, “Ray Charles? I know he was getting on in years, but . . . why? He was only 73. Damn it if I don’t......

Photo by Merie W. Wallace There’s nothing more hackneyed than comparing a person’s meritorious traits to the qualities of . . . ah, a fine wine. Picture a gassed-out James Lipton waxing poetic to a bored young woman on a disastrous dinner date. And yet, almost miraculously, director Alexander Payne......