Tag Archives: On the couch

On the Couch: The Wolf of Wall Street

Never one to shy from the odd or ugly, Leonardo DiCaprio has grown out of his dreamboat phase and into some surprising incarnations. As the years go by, an avid viewer (such as myself and every heterosexual woman born between 1980 and 1992ish) can suss out a few consistent themes that have emerged: relationship troubles, psychological illnesses, and sometimes just being a huge ass-hat.

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On the Couch: Resolutions

If you have any self-respect, you spent the last week sprawled across your parents’ living room sofa in a state of regressed adolescence, and champagne-hangover ennui. That’s how one does the holidays, properly. But it’s January now—time to get up and start adulting again. For some reason, we as a culture have decided this means making unreasonable promises to ourselves about how we’re going to change completely as human beings in the coming year. I’m talking, of course, about resolutions.

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On the Couch: August: Osage County

When you get into the meat of August: Osage County, you find a dark, relentless story of people wielding weapons of cruelty and indifference upon their nearest and dearest relatives. If it’s not the perfect holiday film, then surely it’s the perfect film to watch during the holidays. What I’m saying is that your family is the worst. If you are currently mired in a morass of angst and uncles, then take heart.

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On the Couch: Her

For all their not-realness, I understand the allure of the fake friend. No muss, no fuss—they’re there when you need them, and when you don’t they make themselves scarce. Just ask Spike Jonze, whose new film Her depicts an achingly tender romance between man and machine. In honor of Joaquin Phoenix’s special relationship with an operating system, we study the allure of the fake friend.

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On the Couch: Surviving the Holidays

This time of year, we’re asked to bring our A-game, to navigate an onslaught of family bonding and constant, mandatory merrymaking. It’s not for sissies. My personal approach is to carve out a few nights to fake being sick, stay home with my television, and enjoy the company of no one. Not only is me-time a necessary sanity-saver, it gives me a chance to indulge in holiday movies that just won’t feel appropriate come January.

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On the Couch: 2013

However. If you and your family observe the more contemporary practice of escalated rage and Pinot-fueled ass-hattery, highlighted by interludes of tearful binge-eating, then I suggest you hunker down and remember what you really have to be thankful for: fiction. To that end, I present a list of films I’m thankful for this year—films defined by their joyful unreality or distracting absurdity, or by the fact that they’re just really, really good.

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On the Couch: Diana

We’ve all been raised on fairytales of perfect, shiny, perpetually blown-out princesses (which Kate Middleton and her perma-grin aren’t exactly helping to debunk), but they have their issues too. This week I’m taking out the world’s tiniest violin and playing a tune for these Princess Problems. It could be as minor as showing up in the same tiara as someone else, or as major as being threatened with a beheading. A lot can happen in a reign.

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On the Couch: About Time

Here’s how it’s going to go down: I will spend the next three weeks rolling my eyes with all my cool friends and scoffing about how I would sooner die in a helicopter crash than see About Time. Then one day I’ll have a few glasses of wine and suggest we see it, “As a total hate-watch, obviously obviously obviously.” And then we’ll go see it, and I will pretend like I’m hate-watching but really I will be loving-it-so-much-I-hate-myself-watching.

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On the Couch: Truly Scary Movies

With everyone else out re-watching The Exorcist, I’m turning my attention to some truly scary movies. Yes, a teenager possessed by the living soul of Satan might give you a good jump, but it’s nothing compared to the time you bought four EPT tests, then prayed out loud for the entire cab ride home. Forget the gore, folks. Let’s look at movies that are really terrifying. Halloween is spooky. Life is fucking scary.

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