It's time to face the facts, film lovers: there's not much new going on in Hollywood. I mean, we love thrills and inspiring stories as much as the next person, but at this point we get it — the misunderstood hero fights the bad guy, and after a bunch of explosions and witty banter the good guy wins, gets the girl and leaves enough ambiguity at the end of the film to option a sequel.
When Iliza Shlesinger started pursing stand-up out of college, there weren't a whole lot of women in the audience and there even less performing on stages alongside her.
As far as benchmark goals are concerned, The Don’t We Boys are ahead of schedule. Shortly before recruiting Scott Erickson as their third member near the end of last summer, sketch comedians Joe Anderson and A.J. Schraeder of The Don't We Boys wrote up a list of goals for 2015.
A father, a fanboy and a “fartist,” comedian/actor/writer Brian Posehn is many things, but a grown-up isn’t one of them.
Currently co-writing Deadpool for Marvel Comics, and working on a comedy/metal album with Scott Ian of thrash icons Anthrax, Posehn is now living out his inner adolescent dreams.
This month, have some laughs and learn about your neighbors, both now and in the past, all across West Michigan.
Valentine's Day is just a sad reminder of what you already know. You're single, solo, alone, unattached. Basically a lone ranger in a sea of lovey dovey. But it doesn't have to be that way. Sure, businesses are ready for the influx of couples wanting to outdo each other in the romance category. And then there are some places that give you the perfect opportunity to flaunt your solo status.
If your heart isn’t the only thing throbbing for your lover, explore these lust-worthy rendezvous perfect for the hands-on couple who can’t get enough of each other. Intertwine your limbs, swing those glued-together hips and even discover scintillating new activities behind closed doors.
When you’re in love, you’re so blissed out you could miss work for days or leave the house without pants. You live off that mushy, gushy stuff. When you’ve got big red hearts for eyes, go big or go home (alone) with lovey-dovey stuff that makes onlookers gag.
The ruthless exploits of a machete-wielding maniac and the seesaw passions of star-crossed lovers may seem light-years apart to many fiction lovers, but Micheala Lynn believes otherwise. Since her days as a graduate student, the West Michigan-based author has transitioned seamlessly from an aspiring horror writer with a serious Stephen King addiction into one of the brightest emerging talents in the lesbian romance genre.
