On a recent Saturday, I strolled through the Grandin Village Community Market on my weekly search for fresh, local food.
INGLEWOOD, Calif. — Chad Stahelski and David Leitch speak in shorthand when it comes to shooting sprees. Also mixed martial arts throw-downs, crazy car crashes and escaping explosions.
RastafaRye was staring deep into my soul, or it least it felt that way.
It’s just a little after noon on a Thursday in late September, and singer-songwriter Sharon Van Etten is enjoying a rare respite from the road by enduring one more round of back-to-back-to-back phone interviews. Not that she’s complaining.
“You look like hell,” a friend of mine said when she visited me on the day I finished “Alien: Isolation.”