tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12050557232363459912011-04-21T11:44:57.623-07:00I don't post very often on here, but this does serve as a nice little host page for all the writing I'm doing for various publications (see right side). Also, I'll try to blog occasionally, but history shows this is unlikely...Frank Viscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621624445577015939noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205055723236345991.post-14459948046087899212008-07-31T10:27:00.000-07:002008-08-07T17:02:52.454-07:00

With steroids, increasingly smaller ball parks, a higher mound and all the what-have-yous, it seems there are few hitting benchmarks that still really matter. Home runs are a relative joke in terms of gauging greatness now-a-days, since the number 500 has become nearly meaningless in recent years. That being said, the golden standard of 3000 hits still seems to hold up well. Over the long haul

Frank Viscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621624445577015939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205055723236345991.post-25185401846819985332008-02-22T10:49:00.000-08:002008-02-22T11:00:27.802-08:00

Oscar’s are right around the corner, so I figured I'd offer up some predictions. So, here goes: BEST PICTURE (Atonement, Juno, Michael Clayton, No Country for Old Men, There Will Be Blood) – Atonement has all the superfluous ingredients of your typical Academy choice, but it’s the weakest of the lot, so that’s a no go. Juno is totally agreeable, and while that does sometimes win Oscars, it

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I consider myself a pretty big movie buff, but excluding the over-marketed Jerry Brukheimer/Judd Apatow-types I don’t know many producers. I know producers are immensely important to the business and I have an idea of the all-time greats like Selznick, but they’re so behind-the-scenes that there’s just not enough time in the day to get invested.That being said, a piece by La Times columnist

Frank Viscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621624445577015939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1205055723236345991.post-31560980362069729642008-02-12T06:37:00.000-08:002008-02-12T06:54:36.410-08:00

So, it's been a week, and I've yet to post any new content on here. I'm clearly taking the blogging thing on full steam. Anyway, I thought I'd remedy that by posting an article I wrote for another avenue: the Philadelphia Inquirer.I've been interning at the Inky this semester, and my first article got published today. It's about the Scrabulous phenomenon on Facebook, and how the fun could end at

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This review demands a prologue. Not because its subject, In the Name of the King: A Dungeon Siege Tale, is of any great weight or depth; in reality the film is nothing more than a very poor Lord of the Rings rip-off. No, this review deserves a prologue because of the man, nay, the legend-in-the-making, behind its splendor: Uwe Boll.Here’s an abbreviated biography for you. Boll bought up the film

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