Netflix trolls Hulu with vicious tweet

Not on Netflix. To make all this a bit more surreal, the Twitter rapid response demons over at Wendy’s fast-food chain weighed in. Hulu attempted to take a jab at the streaming kingpin by cheerfully tweeting an ad that contained all of its content which doesn’t also appear on Netflix. A lesson for rivals: Don’t call out Netflix on Twitter. — Wendy's (@Wendys) April 18, 2017


Show Full Article The “welcome to your tape”   meme is not without controversy, as some find it rather tasteless to make jokes about suicide (though apparently, not Netflix). Streaming only on Hulu.
— hulu (@hulu) April 14, 2017

Netflix, perhaps feeling all cocky after its quarterly report came out showing its subscribers surging   to nearly 100 million, shot back with this:

Welcome to your tape
— Netflix US (@netflix) April 18, 2017

Now, for those who don’t get this: “Welcome to your tape” is a refrain from 13 Reasons Why, the popular Netflix teen adaptation about a young woman who died by suicide and left tapes behind for those who impacted her life — often in a negative manner. Doesn't get much better than that. It’s become a meme reply that,   as Refinery29 explained it, “makes light of the experience of being depressed, isolated, and hopeless.”
So Netflix is basically saying Hulu’s ad is so   depressed, isolated, and hopeless that it’s making them feel suicidal (or perhaps that their ad plays a like suicide tape, depending on how you interpret it). @thetylerprice @netflix Dunno, it's pretty solid and relevant to their brand. Try your free trial today!

Kevin Spacey will host the 2017 Tony Awards

Spacey   brings stage chops to the hosting gig: He has a   Tony for “Lost in   Yonkers,” was artistic director of the Old Vic   Theatre Company for more than a decade and has hit the boards on Broadway and in London’s West End frequently. Broadcast live on the East Coast, it will air tape-delayed at 8 p.m. (Carolyn Cole / Los Angeles Times)Kevin Spacey will host the 71st   Tony Awards, to be held at Radio City Music Hall in New York City in June, CBS announced Tuesday. The “Pay It Forward”   star   joked in a statement that he was the “second choice for ‘Usual Suspects,’ fourth choice for ‘American Beauty’ and 15th choice to host this year’s Tony Awards.””I think my career is definitely going in the right direction,” he said. Latest updates “Maybe I can get shortlisted to host the Oscars if everyone else turns it down.”Jack Sussman, CBS Entertainment’s executive vice president for specials, music and live events, praised Spacey’s   “extensive repertoire, charisma and unparalleled dedication to live theater.”Glenn Weiss and Ricky Kirshner, returning executive producers of the Tonys broadcast, said in the network’s statement that they were excited to work with “a witty and charming host who is not only a Tony-winning actor and fan of live theatre” but, in his role of President   Frank Underwood on “House of Cards,” also “a president who is a true champion of the arts.”   Nominations for the 71st Tony Awards will be announced May 2, and the show will be June 11. PDT   on the West Coast.

‘Bang’ by Barry Lyga: EW Review

Painful moments in our lives that we relive again and again as we internally self-flagellate. For Sebastian Cody that moment exists, and yet in a way, it also doesn’t. Nonetheless, the solitary teen finds a modicum of comfort in his friendship with his best and oldest friend, Evan, before he heads out to camp, and later that summer, with Aneesa, the teenage member of the Muslim family that moves in next door, as the pair start a YouTube channel making pizza together. When he broaches the subject, she shuts him down. Only as readers quickly discover, his childhood accident isn’t something Sebastian can seem to get over, even though time should have tempered some of his wounds. We all have mistakes we dwell on. It never seems to be the right time for Sebastian and his mom to discuss Lola’s death: When she’s ready, he isn’t. B+

Show Full Article Affecting, and unfortunately timely,   Bang is a read that’s worth your inevitable heartbreak. Now 14, Sebastian was only four years old when he fatally shot his infant sister, Lola. In Bang,   author Barry Lyga explores what happens in the ten years after the Cody family’s loss, as he delves into Sebastian’s strained relationship with his parents and friends. In fact, exploring Sebastian’s perspective and mental state also lets Lyga touch upon a myriad of issues like class privilege — Evan’s richer, gun-happy family isn’t very   sensitive to this detail of Sebastian’s past — while his friendship and pizza-making project with Aneesa allow Sebastian to examine his own privilege against how she and her family are treated by others in their school and the world at large. Lyga masterfully takes readers into Sebastian’s tortured mindset, while also illustrating his ability to compartmentalize the pain he’s experiencing, as well as his nascent crush on his newest friend who doesn’t know the grim particulars of his past. Instead, the teen’s thoughts get darker as he considers turning to a bullet to end his misery and guilt. Fans of   13 Reasons Why will find a lot to like in Lyga’s latest   — especially as his exploration of grief and tragedy fits in with how the recent Netflix series unpacks its own themes. As a result, he doesn’t have any memories of it — just the knowledge of what he’s done. Meanwhile, his father, the owner of the firearm in question, is no longer a part of his life.

‘The Little Hours’ NSFW trailer: Alison Brie, Aubrey Plaza aren’t your typical nuns

He’s passed off as a man who is deaf and mute and the new hired help, but that’s just because he’s in hiding from a lord (Nick Offerman) for having slept   with his wife (Lauren Weedman). Where am I?”
Dave Franco enters their raucous convent as Massetto. Massetto’s cover becomes harder and harder to maintain as the nuns push him to the   edge. Do you think I’ve ever written down ‘eating blood’ before? Reilly, Jemima Kirk, and Adam Pally. The Little Hours drummed up   buzz at this year’s   Sundance Film Festival over Alison Brie, Aubrey Plaza, and   Kate Micucci’s trio of grossly   unorthodox nuns. Jeff Baena, who directed Plaza in Life After Beth, helms the film based on his own screenplay. The word of mouth continues as the first red-band trailer arrives with a laundry list of sins committed by these women of God. The light, medieval tune of the trailer is shattered as a priest (Fred Armisen) runs down the   nuns’ grievances: “Filthy conversation, lustfullness, homosexuality…apostasy, abuse of language, heresy, revelings, eating blood. Also spotted in the Little Hours trailer is a troupe of comedy regulars, including Molly Shannon, John C. If Monty Python films were less slapstick and featured way more F-bombs, they would be much closer to   The Little Hours. Get a taste of the absurdity that will arrive in select theaters on June 30 in the video   above. Show Full Article

O-Town return with new song, ‘Empty Space’

O-Town are back: The boy band, who formed on ABC’s   Making the Band   in 2000, released a new single titled “Empty Space” via Yahoo Tuesday. Show Full Article All of the original members — save for Ashley Parker Angel, who   has released solo music, starred in his own MTV reality show, and appeared in Broadway’s   Hairspray   as Link Larkin since his O-Town days —   reunited in 2014 for that year’s   Lines & Circles. Hear the new track above. They released their self-titled debut, featuring single “Liquid Dreams,” in 2001, and went on to drop   O2   the next year before disbanding in 2003. “Empty Space” marks their first release since then. The group was originally managed my Lou Pearlman, who died this past August and was most known for managing Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC before   going to prison for a variety of financial crimes.

Kevin Spacey to host the 2017 Tony Awards

Show Full Article He appeared in the Broadway and West End productions of   Long Day’s Journey Into Night   opposite Jack Lemmon, and he won an Olivier Award for Best Actor for his performance in   The Iceman Cometh. His spirit and passion for live theatre makes him the perfect host, and we can’t wait to see the energy he brings to Radio City on Tony night!”
April 27 is the eligibility cut-off date for Broadway productions opening in the 2016-2017 season. Though Spacey is best known for his onscreen roles, winning Academy Awards for   American Beauty   and   The Usual Suspects   and   earning multiple Emmy nominations for his turn as Frank Underwood on Netflix’s   House of Cards,   he also has a long history on the stage. The ceremony will broadcast live from New York’s Radio City Music Hall on CBS starting at 8 p.m. Tony Award hosting duties typically call for some song and dance, and everyone will be waiting to see how much of that Spacey brings to the proceedings.
— The Tony Awards (@TheTonyAwards) April 18, 2017

“I was their second choice for ‘Usual Suspects,’ fourth choice for ‘American Beauty’ and 15th   choice to host this year’s Tony Awards. Charlotte St. He won the Tony Award for Best Actor in a Featured Role in a Play for his performance in   Lost in Yonkers in 1991, and has   also served as the Artistic Director of the Old Vic Theatre Company in London for over a decade, appearing in numerous productions during his tenure there, including a Sam Mendes-directed production of   Richard III   that toured 12 cities around the world. Time for Kevin Spacey to dust off his dancing shoes! I think my career is definitely going in the right direction,” Spacey said in a statement. Breaking News: Tony winner @KevinSpacey will host the 71st Annual #TonyAwards on Sun, June 11! Martin, President of the Broadway League, and Heather Hitchens, President of the American Theatre Wing, released a statement expressing their excitement, saying,   “We are thrilled to have Kevin, who has mastered the Broadway stage, the big and small screens and the West End, host this year’s Tony Awards! The Oscar winner and star of stage and screen has been named the host of the 71st annual Tony Awards on June 11, the Broadway League and the American Theatre Wing announced   Tuesday. ET. “Maybe I can get shortlisted to host the Oscars if everyone else turns it down.”
While Spacey is primarily known as an actor, he’s done his fair share of singing, as Bobby Darin in 2004’s   Beyond the Sea   and more recently   duetting with Billy Joel on “New York State of Mind” at   one of the singer’s recent Madison Square Garden concerts. Jane Krakowski and   Hamilton‘s   Christopher Jackson will announce the nominees for the 71st Annual Tony Awards on May 2.

’90s education is so hot right now

Most importantly, get thee to a Schoolhouse Rock, because it’s clearer than ever that it’s not just children who need to learn how a bill actually becomes a law. With the newly-announced return of yet another paragon of millennial mystique — Carmen Sandiego, she of oversized fedoras and under-detailed itineraries — it appears time to make The Announcement: 2017’s hottest new trend is ’90s education. Frizzle and her Magic School Bus (which will   also   arrive, revived, on   Netflix) caused trouble simply for the love of the knowledge game, forcing her students into outrageous adventures in large galaxies and small intestines, bending the rules of society for the sake of understanding it better. That’s the conceit, anyway, with so many of these nostalgic rebirths, but something feels different about folks like Carmen Sandiego or The Magic School Bus‘   Miss Frizzle. You must understand something about the so-called “’90s kids” you read so much about on weblogs. It’s not just all Nickelodeon cartoons and Disney princesses and discontinued lines of dunkable graham crackers. What makes the Netflix resurgence of these two digital doyennes so special is how their return signals a hopefulness for their new audience: An invitation to reclaim the power of technology for disruption, a return from cynicism back to imagination, a reminder that real information is worth looking for when it’s not readily available through typical channels. As a purveyor of history and geography, Carmen was a criminal crowd favorite, perhaps for her aspirational style and limitless travel expenses, possibly for her rejection of societal shame over the lengths one should go to visit a museum, but most likely for her refusal to stay tied down to any one region or, when she got her hands on a time machine, social epoch. Sesame Street, meanwhile, continues to reinvent its own game on HBO, introducing headline-making characters (like Julia, a Muppet with autism) and doing its damned fuzziest best to continue its life’s work of making children good people. Show Full Article They’re both brilliant, clever, self-reliant, gleefully naughty women, and recent events have shown that archetype to be nothing less than what a hero of 2017 looks like right now. (By the way, if you think millennials feel like they’re entitled to the world, it’s only because Carmen Sandiego basically told them to be.)
To follow Carmen was to boldly follow the triumphs of human nature, a pursuit shared by Carmen’s new colleague, Miss Valerie Frizzle, another heavy-hitter of the edutainment era. Revive Ghostwriter, and take back the power of texting and composition notebooks. For this generation of Geocities slickers, growing up in the ’90s also meant living on the receiving end of what the advent of computers meant for education; the twenty- and thirtysomethings whose thinkpieces you now actively ignore online probably first learned their typing skills and pixelated prowess through the educational programs worshipped in an ancient house of sacrifice known as a “computer lab.”
This “computer lab” was a temple, and as with any altar, there were deities worth worshipping — and apparently, these goddesses have been deemed worthy of late indoctrination to a new, savvier generation of children. All that’s left, one can hope, is for other networks to continue Netflix’s lead and relocate the figures (both computerized and televised) who can do that rare thing of teaching old dogs old tricks. It’s a lesson both ’90s and 9-year-old children could use about now. Carmen Sandiego, of course, is the original anti-hero, whose livelihood began in the mid-1980s when Broderbund Software began using her disappearance to teach children how to read an almanac. Carmen was free and had zero effs to give, a trailblazing type of teacher who may have strayed from the legal path in her ascertainment of artifacts but ultimately still demonstrated more nobility than misbehavior to her students. Bring back Wishbone, who can speak to that beautiful cross-demographic of Jane Austen fans and dog memes. It’s no longer a curious thing for ’90s icons to be back in vogue, but these characters demand to be seen through a different lens than the rest of the reboot mania dominating the zeitgeist. And the lesson doesn’t end with Carmen and Frizzle, nor does it follow a generational line. Netflix also has Bill Nye Saves the World, a scientific and political talk show aimed at speaking to the kid in decidedly pessimistic adults, and Julie’s Greenroom, Julie Andrews’ musical puppet show about representation and the importance of the arts (which bears as crucial a message for children to hear as it does for the adults with the actual means and occupations to address and fix it).

Netflix says Dave Chappelle specials are its most-watched ever

Also in the letter: Marvel’s latest   Iron Fist, which also debuted last month,   was singled out as a “highly viewed” during the quarter. Fellow comedian Chris Rock has likewise been reportedly paid $40 million for two upcoming specials after Netflix got into a bidding war with Rock’s longtime home, cable rival HBO. “The triumphant return of a comedy legend in Dave Chappelle: Collection 1 was our most viewed comedy special ever,” the company stated. “We are also finding this to be true in international markets as well, with comedian Gad Elmaleh’s Gad Gone Wild, a breakout hit in France last quarter.”
The two specials —   Deep in the Heart of Texas and The Age of Spin   — generated considerable buzz and critical raves upon their release, as well as some heated   controversy as some found the comedian’s jokes about women, Bill Cosby, and the LGBT community (including transgender men and women) offensive. Chappelle was reportedly paid an incredible $60 million for the specials (including one more that has yet to be released), though Netflix has not confirmed this figure. Netflix rarely gives insight into the viewership of its shows, but in a first quarter   letter to shareholders, the streaming service boasted about the popularity of its new Dave   Chappelle stand-up specials and its latest super-hero title,   Marvel’s Iron Fist. Two controversial Netflix titles were big hits behind the scenes, the ultra-secret streaming company revealed Tuesday. Like Chappelle, Iron Fist   also ran into a wave   of online criticism, this time for the casting of white actor Finn Jones in the lead role of a martial arts expert. Of course, Netflix didn’t actually reveal any ratings to back up the boasts — it never does — though given both were in a letter to investors the company presumably has to keep its statements accurate. The company is creeping toward a record 100 million subscribers (98.8 million).  

Show Full Article Netflix has been aggressively cornering the stand-up comedy space in recent years.

Read an excerpt from Chloe Benjamin’s buzzy novel ‘The Immortalists’

She stays in a different place every time. “She doesn’t deserve our money.” Daniel stands on the sidewalk with his hands on his hips. “A Hindu dies at home,” she said. But not yet. Varya holds her breath. She pinches Varya’s arm. “Everything is gonna come out okay for you, honey.” There is something threatening in her tone, as if it is urgent that Varya hear this, urgent that she believe it. “I! I waited in the hall, and they never came out.”
The woman steps toward Varya. It looks remarkably like their apartment building, except that it’s painted cream instead of brown, with five floors instead of seven. Varya scrambles to her feet, but Daniel is faster. “There are always people going after a woman like that,” Ruby said. Varya and Klara knew the child was their mother, even at this reduced size: she held her parents’ hands in her small, fat fists, and her face was squeezed into an expression of consternation that Gertie still frequently wore. On the other side of the door, a throat is cleared. But something else created the atmosphere required for this pilgrimage: they are siblings, this summer, in a way they will never be again. The walls are covered in chipped, beige paint, and the hallways are dark. I refuse. Stay for two years? “You want in?”
“Yes,” says Daniel. For her safety.”
Inside the Singh’s apartment, there was a high-pitched crash and the sound of someone shouting in Hindi. “Then I wouldn’t want to know.”
“Why not?”
“Because.” Varya put her book down and sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bunk. “Then you’d be special. She thought that magic would be detectable, but the doors on this floor look exactly the same, with their scratched brass knobs and numbers. On cool days, breeze from the window ruffled the family trees and old photos she keeps taped to wall beside her bed. She examines the space between Varya’s fourth and fifth fingers. “Me too,” Simon said. “Not hungry.”
“Why not?”
Simon shrugs. Klara pulls a piece of taffy from her pocket. #
He heard two boys talking last week while in line for the kosher Chinese at Shmulke Bernstein’s, where he intended to get one of the warm egg custard tarts he loves to eat even in the heat. Her skin is golden-brown, like Ruby Singh’s. Her heart is so full she feels it might crack. “Now, I want you to go home and think about what I said. The boys didn’t seem to be bothered. In the photo Varya and Klara liked best, the woman was suspended in midair, hanging from a rope that she held in her teeth. The Immortalists   follows one family over five decades, beginning when a fortune teller tells each of   the four children   their fates — including the day they’ll die. Gertie has always been the disciplinarian. You go ahead, and I’ll stand lookout. Like him, this woman is no mage and no seer. Some claimed it was cash, but others said the woman already had all the money she needed and that you had to get creative. 9, 2018 release. One boy brought a bloody squirrel he found on the side of the road, picked up with tongs and delivered in a tied-off plastic bag. Blumenstein did not dispose. Hate! “I guess we ring the buzzer,” Daniel says. “She read my palm. She stared at the woman’s intensity, her glamour, and vowed she’d live up to her namesake. Klara has been wandering in the opposite direction, but now she comes to stand with them. Varya thinks of the Wizard of Oz. A tree of panic sprouts in her stomach and grows until the door cracks open. “I think it’s right here,” Daniel says. “How do you know?”
“What did I say about you trusting me?” The rishika raises a furry eyebrow and frowns. But Simon refuses. They walk the perimeter of Sara D. 42, in return for a plate of spiced butter chicken. “Greek philosopher. What it shows in your hand, what I told you—that’s between you and me.”
The woman stares at Varya, and Varya stares back. The owner of a magic shop in Chinatown had heard of the woman on Hester Street. “How do we get inside?” Varya asks. “I hate you!” he cries, standing. Before Klara left, the owner held up one finger, disappeared into a back aisle and returned with a large, square tome called The Book of Divination. “I want to know,” Varya says, more loudly, “where my siblings are.”
A kettle whistles on the stovetop. They ate on the fire escape as the sun went down, their bare legs swinging beneath the grates. A breeze strokes her arms and ruffles the downy, light brown hair that has begun to appear on her legs. There is a yellowed poster of the I-Ching, whose hexagrams she remembers from Klara’s Book of Divination; a vase filled with sand; gongs and copper bowls; a laurel wreath; a pile of twig-like wooden sticks, carved with horizontal lines; and a bowl of stones, some of which have been tied to long pieces of string. “Why would you wanna get mixed up with something like that?”
His voice was sharp, as though Varya had personally insulted him. The four in number fifty-four has fallen sideways. Varya catches Daniel’s eye. When they reach the fifth floor, Daniel pauses. When he looks up, his face is pink. They readily offered the number of the apartment building where the woman was said to be staying, though they didn’t know how to make an appointment. Lev’s father repaired sewing machines; Lev worked in a garment factory run by a German Jew who allowed him to observe the Sabbath. She lay on her stomach to sound out the words: haruspicy (by the livers of sacrificed animals), ceromancy (by patterns in wax), rhabdomancy (by rods). “Who?”
Her nostrils flared, and her wide hips blocked the light that usually spilled in from the hallway. “That she didn’t make her better.”
“The rishika gave us a chance to say goodbye. Even Papa’s relatives in India wanted to come, but what could we tell them? Moments later, Gertie burst into the bunk room. “Where’s Klara?” asks Simon, once Daniel is gone. “What do you mean, her safety?” asked Varya, standing too. I can’t take another day in this apartment. “Look in the mirror.”
“And what if I change?” It seems impossible that Varya’s future is already inside her like an actress just offstage, waiting decades to leave the wings. When the door opens again, that same fraction of an inch, Varya puts a hand on his shoulder. We can never repay her for that.” Ruby picked the last crumbs of kugel out of the foil, then folded it in half. She left with her sandwich, flustered, and did not bring the subject up again. “You been waitin’ to feel better?”
Varya is still, though her pulse runs. When Klara wasn’t home, Varya retrieved The Book of Divination from beneath Klara’s bed and climbed into her own. “And do you know, my dear, she was right.”
The Hindu family on the 6th floor called the woman a rishika, a seer. “Anyway, she couldn’t make Dadi better. He thought she could live for two years.”
Below them, a taxi squealed across Rivington. Now, she only gapes. Books are stacked on the floor like model skyscrapers. His hair is thinning and lighter than Gertie’s, an unusual coppery blond. “One at a time,” the voice says. He nods at the Golds. “We do,” and he is scrambling to his feet as the others follow him, he is walking inside and thanking the man with the purple glasses as the door shudders shut—Daniel, their fearless, half-inept leader, whose idea this was. In another, she rode a horse, bent over backward with her midriff showing. Beside it, a smaller table has been set with red cloth roses and an open bible. They look up at the old building—at the zigzag of the fire escapes and the dark, rectangular windows of the fifth floor, where the person they have come to see is said to reside. Now that Varya is the appraiser and not the person appraised, something curious happens. The woman rises, too. Then Papa heard of the rishika. Varya can’t remember the last time she touched a stranger; she prefers to keep a membrane, like a raincoat, between herself and other people. “You haven’t been feeling so good, have you, honey?”
Varya swallows in surprise. It is too good, the fortune Varya has been given, and her good fortune becomes proof of the seer’s fraudulence: probably, she gives the same prediction to everyone. Then she thinks of Ruby. Her eyes are bright, black marbles. But he has a rabbit’s speed and agility. Perhaps the woman is right. She likes it when Daniel is stumped. “I don’t understand.” Varya propped a dirty foot up on the ceiling. “What is it, my sweet?” asks Gertie. But Varya argued that nobody would want that, even a fortune teller, so in the end they collected their allowances in the drawstring bag and hoped that would be enough. New to her are three more inches of height and the dark patch of fur between her legs. Varya puts her hand to the door and pushes it all the way open. “She has powers.”
“Like what?” asked Klara, moving her game piece.  
Varya clangs down the stairs of the fire escape in her saddle shoes. As he walked back to 72 Clinton, Daniel’s heart skipped in his chest like a rock. The woman pulls a mug from the top shelf and places the metal ball inside it. People are getting wasted at Woodstock and singing Pinball Wizard and watching Midnight Cowboy, which none of the Gold children are allowed to see. He wears purple-tinged glasses and an unbuttoned paisley shirt. Inside was a yellowed stack of photographs that showed a small, puckish woman with short black hair and heavily-lidded eyes. “The buzzer for the fifth floor.”
“Yeah,” says Klara, “but which number?”
Daniel pulls a crumpled receipt out of his back pocket. Varya was named for her father’s mother, who worked as Lev’s bookkeeper until their retirement. “What if it’s bad news? “Let’s go.”
Klara pulls Simon up by one arm. In one hand, he carries a drawstring bag, made of a chinoiserie fabric. “Outside,” she says. She knows less about her maternal grandparents—only that her grandmother was named Klara, like Varya’s younger sister, and that she arrived from Hungary in 1913. The rishika sits in the folding chair across from Varya. “You do not speak to your family that way.”
He is wooden in this role. All of you!”
“Simon,” says Saul, standing too. Her parents wouldn’t want her to be here. When Varya walks toward the door, she hears the sound of a television or a radio: the baseball game. It’s nearly ninety degrees, hot enough for her hairline to itch with sweat and her skirt to stick to her thighs. When she hears the voices of her siblings drift up from below, her heart balloons. The first doctor said it was her heart. “Who took it?” she cried. What if she says you’ll die before you’re even a grown up?”
“Then it’d be better to know,” said Daniel. They have not prepared to separate. She wears a wide cotton dress, a pair of leather sandals and a navy blue headscarf; her long, brown hair hangs in two slender braids. “I can’t do nothing if you don’t trust me,” she says. The blinds are drawn. Her breasts are palm-sized, her nipples pink dimes. “Don’t worry,” he says. “So how do we get an appointment with her?” asked Varya, who knew, by thirteen, that nothing comes for free. She was a nomad, he told Klara, traveling around the country, doing her work. Silence. To Varya, it feels like hours. You smile on your face, you laugh, but in your heart, you’re not happy; you’re alone. What’ll happen in your life—whether you’ll have a good one or a bad one. “It belongs to me,” she said. At Hester, the siblings become quiet. “You got plenty of time.”
For a moment, Varya’s heart unlatches and lifts. Then she pauses. “I gotta go.” Ruby hopped through the window and pushed it shut behind her, leaving Varya to take the fire escape down to the fourth floor. Mrs. Roosevelt Park, keeping to the shade beneath the trees. There is a peephole in the door, smaller than a pencil eraser. Ruby turned her head to squint at the East River, green-brown with muck and sewage. The first was a wrinkled old photo, greased with fingerprints, in which the same woman stood with a tall man and a small child. The rumor, they told Daniel, was that you had to bring an offering. Varya’s date of death would be one thing—perhaps the most important thing—she could know for sure.  
“Don’t look around like that,” Daniel hisses. She knows that Simon has only run ahead or dropped behind, but each time, it feels like he’s disappeared through a crack she can’t see. Ma never looks at it, anyway.”
But they soon found that was not true. 42, Eugene Bogopolski, whose three brothers were sent to Vietnam when Varya and Eugene were only nine. So who the hell is coming with me?”
Perhaps nothing would have happened were it not the pit of summer, with a month and a half of humid boredom behind them and a month and a half ahead. There were twenty of us, maybe more. The woman stands at the sink, shaking loose tea into a delicate metal ball. “That’s ridiculous,” said Varya. “It’s all right, Sy. The line was long, the fans whirring at top speed, so he had to lean forward to listen to the boys and what they said about the woman who had taken up temporary residency at the top of a building on Hester Street. We can never repay her for that. In 1969, though, they are still a unit, yoked as if it isn’t possible to be anything else. They were older than he—fourteen, maybe—and he forced himself to confess his eavesdropping before he asked if they knew anything else. Though Varya scoffs outwardly—she would never spend so much on shampoo—she is secretly envious of Klara, who smells like rosemary and oranges, and who now raises her hand to knock. Then Simon began to laugh, his bird’s body fluttering. She’s jittery, filled with unexpected dread, and she starts down the hallway alone. Simon held his breath: Mrs. Inside, dollar bills rustle and coins shimmy their tin music. By twenty, it will have risen to assume its full, hawkish majesty: her mother’s nose. She walks toward what Varya thought was the door to a closet—a bra hangs from the handle, its mesh cups long as the nets Varya uses to catch monarchs in summer—but no: it’s an exit. In the bedroom, Klara and Simon were playing Chutes and Ladders on the floor while Varya read a book in her top bunk. She squeezes the tip of Varya’s pinky. “What do you think?”
“Oh, but you can’t actually believe…” Varya looks to Daniel for help, but he is stony. Though Chloe Benjamin’s novel   The Immortalists   doesn’t hit shelves until 2018, anticipation is already building: Not only was the book chosen as one of BookExpo of America’s 2017 “Buzz” books (former selections have included Ruth Ware’s   In a Dark, Dark Wood   and Garth Risk Hallberg’s   City on Fire), but it’s also already slated for development as a TV series. She shakes her head. She knows things, the rishika, Ruby said. When Saul left for work and Gertie stalked into the kitchen, Klara snuck into her parents’ room and put the box exactly where she’d found it. When she returns from school, where the desks are oily with fingerprints and the playground contaminated by kindergarteners, she washes her hands until they’re nearly raw. Below, EW can exclusively   reveal both the book’s cover and a sneak peek inside in advance of its Jan. Only a nook by the door has been cleared. Though she is large, her movements are elegant and precise. “I’m not sure.”
“Daniel!” Varya leans against the wall of the building and flaps a hand in front of her face. She knows things, the rishika, but she can’t stop them. 2044 would make her 88, an altogether decent age to die. Daniel will be immersed in the private rituals of the neighborhood boys, leaving Klara and Simon to their own devices. At night, the park turns rowdy, but on this Tuesday morning there are only a few clumps of young people sleeping off the previous weekend’s protests, their cheeks pressed to the grass. He brushes a curl out of his eyes before he leaves her. Character is fate—that’s what he said. Ever heard of Heraclitus?” Varya shakes her head. But didn’t God make the fortune teller, just as He made Varya’s parents? Its cover showed twelve open eyes surrounded by symbols. She is followed by the scent of Breck Gold Formula, a product Klara bought with weeks of allowance; the rest of the family uses Prell, which comes in a plastic tube like toothpaste and squirts jelly the color of kelp. In the woman’s face, a curtain yanks shut. But they do. Her siblings have floated apart. Before Daniel pushes the door shut, he looks at Varya and Simon. “My brother should have paid you,” she says. Sometimes, while walking beside him to synagogue, Varya finds herself alone. “Act like you belong.”
The Golds hurry up the stairs. She sits at the folding table; the woman sets the mug of tea before her. “I’ll do it,” said Klara. “Can you really do it?” she asks. The morning after Klara secreted the lacquered box back to the bedroom and tucked it beneath her bottom bunk, a caw came from their parents’ room, followed by Gertie’s heated interrogations and Saul’s muffled denial. The kitchen shelves have been stuffed with newspapers instead of food, and non-perishables are clumped along the counter: crackers, cereal, canned soups, a dozen bright varieties of tea. Then you can sit down.”
Chastised, Varya slips off her saddle shoes and places them next to the door. “They’ll probably be there when we go in, Klara and Daniel both. Right, Daniel?”
“Right.” Daniel turns and begins to walk toward the street. “I can help you,” she says. She feels cut off from her siblings, as if she is standing on shore, watching their ships float away. “What do you suggest we do now?” whispers Varya. “Let me go,” she says. Though Simon is the youngest, he’s quick. He still holds the drawstring bag, which is as full as it was when they came. Varya stands. The woman cracks the door, and Varya sees a strip of red brick, a thatch of fire escape. “Eat the food your mother has prepared,” says Saul. “She can say when you’ll die.”
Klara looked up. She finds herself in a tiny efficiency filled with so many belongings that at first she sees no person at all. Okay?”
For what or whom, she isn’t sure—the hallway is just as empty as it was when they arrived. Daniel stands near the stairwell with his hands in his pockets, watching the doors. She let her schnauzer out to the front stoop, where Simon sat, and where the dog promptly produced a pellet-sized turd of which Mrs. But it’s too late to leave the way she came in, and her siblings are waiting. In the morning, she plaits it in two French braids; she likes the way they whisk her waist, like horses’ tails. “We’re here to see the woman,” Klara tries. It’s impossible to see inside the apartment, but Varya hears music—a mariachi band?—and the clang of a pot on a burner. She releases Varya and steps aside. Two white plaster elephants are arranged around the bible, along with a prayer candle, a wooden cross, and three statues: one of the Buddha, one of the Virgin Mary, and one of Nefertiti, which Varya knows because of a small, handwritten sign that reads, “NEFERTITI.”
Varya feels a pang of guilt. Varya was surprised that word of the woman had spread so far, but not everyone had heard of her. There is no air conditioning in the apartment, and this year—the summer of 1969—it seems something is happening to everyone but them. “What are you looking for?” Varya asks. She isn’t God.”
“Where is she now?” asked Varya. Her breath is shallow. All three of them returned, and the Bogopolskis threw a party in their Broome Street apartment. “What exactly does this woman do?”
“I told you.” Daniel was hyper, impatient. When she mentioned the seer to the men who worked the counter at Katz’s, their arms tattooed with numbers, they stared at her with fear. The woman looks at Varya. “I’m serious,” he said. Lev became an assistant manager, then a manager. He still wears the suit he wore to work. She is surprised by the coldness in her voice. Here they must pass Gold’s Tailor and Dressmaking, which their father owns, and though it is not likely he’ll see them—Saul works with total absorption, as if what he is sewing is not the hem of a men’s pant leg but the fabric of the universe—he is still a threat to the magic of this muggy July day and its precarious, trembling object, which they have come to Hester Street to find. “What’s wrong?”
Klara whirls. Daniel leads the way, taking them down Clinton to Delancey, turning left at Forsyth. Zoya, the black-and-white cat, lay on the radiator in a square frame of sun. Am I right?”
Varya’s mouth trembles its assent. “Where are my siblings?” Varya’s voice is throaty, and she is embarrassed by the desperation she hears in it. She made it up. Varya wrapped a piece of Gertie’s kugel in foil and brought it to Ruby Singh, her classmate at P.S. They’re probably just… waiting for us.”
“This was a bad idea.” Simon’s blond curls are matted with sweat. “What are you doing?” whispers Daniel. You wanna know the future?” She points at Varya with her free hand. Show Full Article “Everything is gonna work out okay.”
Between the woman’s fingers, Varya’s skin turns white. Assuming that a rishika would not care about baseball, she steps back again. He saw them that weekend on the walking path of the Williamsburg Bridge, smoking dope while they leaned against the railing. Blumenstein’s own breath smelled stale, as if she were exhaling the same ninety-year-old air she had inhaled as a baby. Varya has never felt further from the others. “For someone to come out.”
But Varya doesn’t want to wait. They wind through the neighborhood, all four of them: Varya, the eldest; Daniel, eleven; Klara, nine; and Simon, seven. She is a swindler, a con artist. Papa’s brothers flew from Chandigarh. Some of the other residents at 72 Clinton Street knew of the woman, too. #
Nobody is sure how long Klara is inside. James Earl Ray is sentenced, and so is Sirhan Sirhan, and all the while the Golds play jacks or darts or rescue Zoya from an open pipe behind the oven, which she seems convinced is her rightful home. In synagogue, Varya tries to pray, but God never seems to respond. In Hebrew school, she heard the case against idols, listening solemnly as Rabbi Chaim read from the Tractate Avodah Zarah. Her tiny nose is no one’s, or so she thinks. “No, they’re not. The woman’s eyes lose their luster, her movements their elegance. “They’re walking on the motherfucking moon,” said Daniel, who has begun to use this sort of language, but only at a safe remove from their mother. “I’m going. She scans Varya’s rigid shoulders, her damp hands, her face. Blumenstein met her in the ‘50s at a fabulous party, she told Simon. The Gold children asked around. Water pours out in a thick, clear cord, and the room fills with the smell of grass. When she reaches the alley, she sees that Klara’s cheeks are streaked with saltwater, her nose bright pink. There, a folding table sits between two folding chairs. “Who knows what she knows.”
“Rubina!” called Ruby’s mother. In the first photo, she stood in a skirted leotard with one hip cocked to the side, holding a cane above her head. Ruby knew all about the woman. Before she can finish chewing, the door to the building opens, and a young man walks out. “Where is this place?” he asks. “You worry,” says the woman, nodding. “I’ll find out.”
So this is how it started: as a secret, a challenge, a fire escape they used to dodge the hulking mass of their mother, who demanded that they hang laundry or get the goddamn cat out of the stovepipe whenever she found them lounging in the bunk room. “January 21st, 2044.” Her voice is matter-of-fact, as if she is stating the temperature, or the winner of the ballgame. By the time the door opens again, sweat has pooled above her upper lip and in the waistband of her skirt. She said I would have a very long life,” Mrs. He wears a pair of handed-down jean shorts from Daniel, which fit Daniel at the same age but sag around Simon’s narrow waist. “What does she charge?”
Daniel frowned. She sits against the wall with her knees to her chest. She spent the first part of the summer teaching herself Houdini’s rubber band card trick, with limited success. But the rishika stands before her like a barrier. They’re bound up, those two, like brothers and sisters. The rishika, at least, will talk back. “You were supposed to pay her,” Varya says. “That’s a shame,” says the woman. “Your character. But Simon seems comforted. At dinner, he sits with his brow furrowed and his eyes glazed. It could be—”
The voice that comes from behind the door is low in pitch and gruff. ’Cause most people don’t.”
The rishika turns Varya’s hand over and sets it down on the table. “You got troubles. “Your palm.”
Varya scoots to the edge of her chair and offers her hand to the rishika, whose
own hands are nimble and cool. When Dadi died on May 16th, just like the rishika said, we cried with relief.”
“You weren’t mad?”
“Why would we be mad?”
“That the woman didn’t save your grandma,” Varya said. Ruby stood, brushing the crumbs off her skirt. Lev came to New York on a steamship with his father, a cloth merchant, after his mother was killed in the pogroms of 1905. He went to see her, and she gave him a date—the date Dadi was to die. Two things told them this woman was their grandmother. At dinner, she picks at her brisket, but Simon doesn’t eat at all. In 1930, he opened his own business—Gold’s Tailor and Dressmaking—in a basement apartment on Hester Street. We lit a lamp and kept vigil: praying, singing hymns. “What is it, hm?” clucks Gertie, one eyebrow raised. We put Dadi’s bed in the front room, with her head facing east. And there’s something else.” He braced his hands in the doorframe and leaned in. But don’t tell anybody, all right? “Whatever she said to you—it doesn’t mean anything. But when the apartment was empty, Varya knew that Klara returned to the photos and the tiny woman inside them. His blonde curls are white beneath the overhead light. “We got work to do.” She snaps her fingers and gestures to Varya’s left hand. “Wait,” Daniel says. There is wonder in his face. “Two years ago,” she said, “I was eleven, and my grandmother was sick. “I can do you good.”
She turns to Varya’s palm, looking first at its general shape, then at the blunt, square fingers. #
In the end, the same boys Daniel originally overheard gave him the woman’s address. But she died when Varya’s mother, Gertie, was only six, and Gertie rarely speaks of her. At Ellis Island, they were tested for disease and interrogated in English while they stared at the fist of the iron woman who watched, impassive, from the sea they had just crossed. Next year, Varya will go to the Catskills with her friend Aviva. She should have stopped them from coming. Varya lifts the mug and sips. “Take off your shoes.  
Alone, Varya’s panic swells. “We wait,” says Daniel. Klara was hot with fear, nearly crying. Once, Klara and Varya snuck into Gertie’s bedroom and scoured it for traces of their grandparents. Her hair is waist-length and medium brown—not the black of her brother Daniel’s or Simon’s lemon curls, not Klara’s glint of bronze. The next year, Eugene dove into a swimming pool, hit his head on the concrete and died. “What I heard,” said Daniel, “is she can tell fortunes. She has a classmate at P.S. He sits on his hands. Klara claimed the box and its contents. Daniel laid it out for them, his plan. They’re rioting outside Stonewall, ramming the doors with uprooted parking meters, smashing windows and jukeboxes. Gently, she tugs Varya’s thumb backward; it doesn’t bend far before resisting. “Not good enough for you?”
“Leave him alone.” Klara reaches over to ruffle Simon’s curls, but he jerks away and pushes his chair back with a screech. She is thinking of fairytales: witches who take children, witches who eat them. “Daniel heard she’s staying in a building on Hester Street, but he doesn’t know which.”
“I wouldn’t know, either. The woman turns off the burner and lifts the kettle above the mug. Like dogs, they smelled the mystery that surrounded this pair, the whiff of intrigue and shame, and they nosed their way to the chest of drawers where Gertie keeps her underclothes. Blumenstein said, leaning forward for emphasis. But before they can negotiate, a bolt is pushed to one side, and Klara—what is she thinking?—steps through. “So you could get everything done before.”
There was a beat of silence. If you do that, you’re gonna feel better. “Do you know when I’ll die?”
She is frightened by the capriciousness of luck: the plain-colored tablets that can expand your mind or turn it upside down; the men randomly chosen and shipped to Cam Rahn Bay and the mountain Dong Ap Bia, in whose bamboo thickets and twelve-foot elephant grass a thousand men were, in May, found dead. “I got her name. They’re being murdered in the most gruesome way imaginable, with chemical explosives and guns that can fire five hundred and fifty bullets in succession, their faces transmitted with horrifying immediacy to the television in the Golds’ kitchen. If Varya refuses to trust her, this trip will be for nothing, along with all they’ve risked for it: their father’s gaze, their mother’s displeasure, four sets of saved-up allowance. Because Varya is the oldest and Simon the youngest, she feels that she should be able to mother him, but Simon is an enigma to her; only Klara seems to understand him. Through these documents, she tracks the mysterious, underground brokering of traits: genes flicking on and off and on again, her grandfather Lev’s rangy legs skipping Saul for Daniel.  
Excerpt from   The Immortalists   by Chloe Benjamin
The Woman on Hester Street
Varya is thirteen. He told us she’d die in three months. But the second doctor said she was strong enough to recover. Klara paid sixty-five cents and hugged it on the walk home. Simon joins Varya at number fifty-four, rises onto his tip-toes and pushes the four back into place with his index finger. Really, Varya is timid: despite being the oldest, she’d rather let the others go first. I sat on the floor with my cousins. “Nobody can say that.”
“And what if they could?” asked Daniel. Her cheeks are doughy and her nose bulbous, her lips puckered like a drawstring purse. There are tarot cards and playing cards, astrological charts and calendars—Varya recognizes one in Chinese, another with Roman numerals, and a third that shows the phases of the moon. Varya thinks of tinctures and poisons, of Rip Van Winkle and his twenty-year sleep. “I forgot,” says Simon. He talks less than the others. In the top drawer, they found a small wooden box, lacquered and gold-hinged. “Why didn’t she come back out?”
“She must be inside,” says Varya, though the same question has occurred to her. “That could be anyone. “Come on!”
They are quiet on the walk home. “But I do,” says Simon. “Let me think for a second.”
Simon sits down on the asphalt; the drawstring purse sags, like a jellyfish, between his legs. Daniel’s face deepened in color. “They should be surrounded by family. “Kids,” said one of them.

Disney announces new ‘DuckTales’ and ‘Tangled’ comics

“We’re extremely excited to expand IDW’s relationship with Disney. Creators have yet to be announced, but the series will have a similar aesthetic to the look of the new TV show, allowing easy crossover for fans. The comic adaptation will begin   with an original graphic novel due out in August. There’s a lot of buzz surrounding both of these new animated series and we aim to live up to, and exceed, fan expectations.” IDW editor Sarah Gaydos said in a statement. Disney

Show Full Article TV screens won’t be the only place to catch the new animated adventures of these cartoon ducks, however. Check out a preview of DuckTales   below. This July will also see the launch of   DuckTales   tie-in comics from IDW. This summer sees the highly-anticipated return of DuckTales, as Disney once again brings Scrooge McDuck and his troublesome nephews back to the zeitgeist. Tangled: Adventure Is Calling   will feature the continuing adventures of Rapunzel, along with Eugene (the former Flynn Rider), Pascal, Maximus, and their new friend Cassandra. Look for these new Disney comics this summer. In addition to   DuckTales, IDW will also be kickstarting a   Tangled   series of comics based on the animated TV show Tangled: The Series.

Young Han Solo alien revealed in ‘Star Wars’ charity video

The video is part of   the current   Star Wars   “Force for Change” charity fundraiser, which has a “Past, Present and Future” theme aimed at celebrating the galactic saga’s 40th anniversary. Lord is eager to show off the cool set and alien extras, so he spins the camera to reveal one multi-eyed being relaxing on a nearby staircase. Show Full Article Grand Prize   – The   winner of this will receive all three prizes above. In a new video for the “Force For Change” charity drive, Warwick Davis gives a not-very-interesting tour of the upcoming Star Wars standalone’s parking lot and vending machines before cutting to a feed of the film’s directors, Phil Lord and Chris Miller (The LEGO Movie, 21 Jump Street). Ever since   “Force for Change” launched in 2014 to harness the power of the   Star Wars   fandom, it has raised millions of dollars in   support of programs such as UNICEF Kid Power, the American Red Cross, Boys & Girls Clubs of America, and the Make-A-Wish Foundation. Miller immediately spins the camera back, but not before the creature blinks (many times over) in amazement. (Go to   to donate for a chance to win.)
Here are the prizes being raffled off to donors this time:
Past   – A stay at Skywalker Inn, tour of the archives & the Skywalker Ranch in Marin, California, and a personal screening of Star Wars: A New Hope
Present   – Winners will attend   The Last Jedi   premiere and after party
Future   – A visit the set of the young Han Solo movie in London with a cameo appearance as a background extra. The grand prize will be   awarded at the very end. It’s just a tease of the 2018 movie, which will tell the story of Han Solo (Hail Caesar’s Alden Ehrenreich, taking over for Harrison Ford) in his teens and early 20s, when he first met Chewbacca and acquired the Millennium Falcon from Lando Calrissian (Donald Glover, in the part originated by Billy Dee Williams.)
Who knows if the creature is a major character or just background dressing, but it looks a little like a distant cousin to the three-eyed alien Gran, first seen in Return of the Jedi. We just got a surprise look at a new creature from the young Han Solo movie. The alien looked surprised, too. The contest runs from April 11 to May 11, with a new   winner being randomly selected from the pool of donors at the end of each week.

Kendrick Lamar’s ‘DAMN.’: EW review

Another 29-year-old megastar, Rihanna, teams with the MC on one of   DAMN.‘s most tender moments. Show Full Article Butterfly‘s jazz-oriented soundscapes   are mostly gone; Thundercat and Kamasi Washington, key collaborators from that album, only appear on a song apiece here. Key Tracks:
Lamar grapples with stardom and society in some of the most dazzling verses of his career. After drawing ire from conservative pundits like Geraldo Rivera, who criticized Lamar   when he performed “Alright” from atop a cop car at   the 2015 BET Awards, the rapper   responds   on DAMN. “The world is endin’, I’m done pretendin’, and f— you if you get offended,” Kendrick Lamar proclaims   on “FEEL.,” one of the most arresting songs on his solemn fourth album DAMN. After delving into the   personal on 2012’s good kid, m.A.A.d. It’s a disorienting listening experience, but it is still sonically cohesive: Sounwave, the producer who has contributed heavily to Lamar’s three previous albums, worked on eight of DAMN.‘s songs, subtly fusing the album’s disparate styles. For   the album’s   harshest moments, Lamar turned to trap superproducer Mike Will Made-It (Beyoncé’s “Formation”), whose cacophonous beats for   “DNA.” and lead single “HUMBLE.” match Lamar’s bleak verbal barrages. city and going broader on Butterfly, Lamar has found a middle ground on DAMN. It’s a surprising   change in tone   for the 29-year-old Compton, California, rapper who, just two years ago, reassured listeners “we gon’ be alright”   on To Pimp a Butterfly, his star-making 2015 opus about   race in modern America. But Lamar’s greatest poetic gift — and what elevates so many of DAMN.‘s verses — is his ability to find humanity in desolate situations. Lamar has fused the political and the personal since his 2011 debut Section.80, but on DAMN.,   the two are nearly inseparable. that yields some of his most emotionally resonant music yet. Despite his rise, there’s little relief here. deftly   mirror Lamar’s unease. Overwhelmingly, DAMN. Lamar’s moral is that, without this small expression of generosity, his father could’ve died, Tiffith could’ve ended up behind bars, and the young Lamar could’ve been cast adrift without either of them. is Lamar’s admission that things might not be “Alright” after all. But Tiffith spared Ducky because he’d previously offered Tiffith   food on the house. And so across DAMN.‘s 55 minutes — a brief effort by Lamar’s standards — the MC attempts to make sense of   these last two years, which have also seen him become one of music’s preeminent voices. Of course, the world has changed markedly   since then. On “XXX.,” U2 frontman Bono — who adopted America as his own on U2’s 1987 classic The Joshua Tree — sings about the nation   being “a sound of drum and bass,” as Lamar lays down incisive verses. In these uncertain times, Lamar makes the case to love thy neighbor, regardless of the circumstances. contains stunning beauty if you listen closely: a vocoder-driven duet with Rihanna about commitment (“LOYALTY.”), an exultant ode to work ethic (“GOD.”), a simple love song featuring rising singer Zacari (“LOVE.”). President Trump, meanwhile,   isn’t the biggest fan of hip-hop. In an allegedly true story, Tiffith attempted   to rob the Kentucky Fried Chicken where Lamar’s father, “Ducky,” had worked. On it, Lamar flexes his formidable storytelling chops to recount how Anthony Tiffith, now the head of Lamar’s label, Top Dawg Entertainment, robbed fast food joints in the late ’80s. DAMN. The broader lesson, however, is clear — especially after America’s repudiation of the values   he extolled on Butterfly. It’s old hat at this point to say that Lamar is technically peerless, and his astonishing flow on cuts like   “DNA.” and “FEEL.” confirm that. When he raps that “they won’t take me out my element” over woozy production by Beyoncé collaborator James Blake on “ELEMENT.,” the statement feels less triumphant than defensive. “Is America honest, or do we bask in sin?” he asks. The quintessential example of Lamar’s unmatched empathy is “DUCKWORTH.,” the crackling blast of vintage West Coast hip-hop that closes the album. “Somebody tell Geraldo this n—- got some ambition,” he quips on the sun-flecked “YAH.” But generally,   Lamar   explores grander sociopolitical   themes. Even   sunnier tracks including “YAH.” and “FEAR.” evoke stifling city   heat instead of a midday   bask on the beach. When President Obama   invited Lamar to the Oval Office during his tenure, he had named   Butterfly‘s “How Much a Dollar Cost” his favorite of the year. “Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood.” Minutes later, Lamar deconstructs dread on “FEAR.”: “If I could smoke fear away, I’d roll that motherf—er up, and then I’d take two puffs,” he concludes over a leisurely funk beat by The Alchemist. The instrumentals on DAMN.

Gina Rodriguez to voice Carmen Sandiego in Netflix animated reboot

On top of her role on Jane the Virgin, Rodriguez was recently spotted in Peter Berg’s   Deep Water Horizon. educational game inspired live-action game shows on PBS, followed by a   cartoon   series, as well as books and comics featuring the character. Show Full Article See the first look at the new show below. Netflix has scheduled   Carmen Sandiego to premiere in 2019 with 20, 22-minute-long episodes. 🙌🏽😍🦄
— Gina Rodriguez (@HereIsGina) April 15, 2017

The Where In the World Is Carmen Sandiego? While the Jane the Virgin Golden Globe winner   will voice Carmen, Finn Wolfhard of Stranger Things will voice   Player, described as “Carmen’s chief accomplice and friend.”
According to Netflix, the show will feature Carmen Sandiego “back and ready for a new crop of international capers packed with thrilling adventure and intrigue. This fresh take presents an intimate look into Carmen’s past where viewers will not only follow her escapades but also learn WHO in the world is Carmen Sandiego and WHY she became a super thief.”
In addition, Netflix released   a first look art image from the series featuring the titular thief. Peabody & Sherman) handling   the show’s visual design. Netflix. CJ Kettler (The Tick) is on board as   executive producer with Caroline Fraser as   the executive in charge of production,   Houghton Mifflin Harcourt as a producer for Netflix, and   Kevin Dart (Mr. On the docket are voice roles in The Star (as the Virgin Mary) and Ferdinand, as well as the movie adaptation of Jeff VanderMeer’s Annihilation. Netflix
Duane Capizzi (The Batman) will act as showrunner for Carmen Sandiego. So it's definitely true. “I already have the fedora and coat,” Rodriguez tweeted to a fan on social media, confirming her involvement. The latest original work   from the streaming platform is an animated series   about the   international criminal   with   Gina   Rodriguez‘s cartoon avatar donning   the red fedora. Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego? I already have the fedora and coat.

‘Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life’ to compete as limited series at 2017 Emmys

The Academy defines a limited series as “a program with two or more episodes with a total running time of at least 150 program minutes   that tells a complete, non-recurring story and does not have an ongoing storyline and/or main characters in subsequent seasons.”
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That’s not to say there can’t be more Gilmore in the future, but it is to say that A Year in the Life stands on its own. The Television Academy on Tuesday announced that the Netflix revival, which   was released in November of 2016, will compete as a limited series. Emmy nominations will be announced on Thursday, July 13. Show Full Article This decision comes after Gilmore producers petitioned to have the show considered as a limited series. The fate of Gilmore Girls has been decided — at least when it comes to the 69th Emmy Awards.

Emma Watson won’t pronounce ‘GIF’ in invasive clip from ‘The Circle’

Thanks to a recent party-line vote in Congress, you live in it. Collect enough dots, and you have a very private picture. “This is not a dystopian future that’s set in, you know, 2050 or something,” Watson tells EW. He’s asking her a series of rapid-fire questions: Which Beatle is her favorite? And information is power. What’s the right way to pronounce ‘GIF’? Have a look, won’t you? “He has an amazing way of explaining things that doesn’t make it feel like your civil liberties are being taken out of your hands,” Watson says of Hanks’ character. “This could basically be tomorrow. Where privacy doesn’t exist. This is kind of an uncomfortably close film about where, if we aren’t careful, we could very easily go. Then consider this clip from The Circle, where Nate Corddry plays an employee at the eponymous company who is interviewing Watson’s character for a job. He just wants to know everything about you. Even more than money.”
Don’t think your random searches or browser history contains anything vital or revealing? Welcome to that world. All of this makes the The Circle, a new drama starring Emma Watson and Tom Hanks, look a lot less like a thriller and more like prophecy. Show Full Article The film, directed by James Ponsoldt from a novel and screenplay by Dave Eggers, is about the role of technology in our lives as we trade convenience for surveillance. Technology is advancing us and giving us so much and empowering us in so many amazing ways, but it’s also handing over potentially huge amounts of information. But every fact is a dot that can be connected. It’s hard   to categorize the movie, which opens April 28, as science fiction   since it would actually   be behind the times if it came out   later this year. Hanks plays the leader of the company, who’s not necessarily an evil guy. Eamon Bailey and the people of The Circle just believe people behave better when they know they’re being watched. What could that have to do with her ability to do this job? Imagine a world where everything you do is tracked online. In her interview with EW, which you can watch more of below, Watson describes his Eamon Bailey as “an incredibly likable genius, a big brother figure.”

But is that “big brother” as in the older, stronger guy who protects and loves you, or George Orwell’s Big Brother from 1984, which monitors your every move and judges you? Where corporations have the government’s blessing to extract whatever information they want about you. Mario or Sonic?

Lady Gaga and Prince William turn to FaceTime to talk about mental health

It shouldn’t be a taboo topic, he said.”It’s the same about physical health,” said William, who was chatting from his study while she grabbed a cup of coffee in what might have been her kitchen. “Everybody has mental health. Three years ago, the timing was right for him to accept his brother William’s suggestion that he get help, he said. “On the emotional side I was like, right, don’t ever let your emotions be part of anything. On Tuesday, they posted a video of their online exchange, which you can watch below.”Waking up every day and feeling sad and going on stage is something that is very hard to describe,” the 31-year-old singer said after William mentioned reading her open letter from December about getting treatment for post-traumatic stress disorder. Just having a conversation with a friend or family member can really make such a difference.”   Of course, as super-famous people do, he extended an invitation to get together for an in-person chat when she comes to Britain later this year.As Wills was the interviewer rather than the interviewee, the chat was more about Gaga and   less of a royal revelation than his brother Prince Harry’s Telegraph podcast had been. You feel like something’s wrong with you.”She told him she had all these great things around her and should be so happy,   but she wasn’t.”You can’t help it if in the morning when you wake up and you’re so tired, you are so sad, you are so full of anxiety and the shakes that you can barely think,” she said, at one point making the finger-spinning “crazy” gesture at the side of her head. I couldn’t put my finger on it. The London marathon this Friday will cap the effort. “It was 20 years of not thinking about it and then two years of total chaos. I was a typical 20-, 25- 28-year-old running ‘round going, life is great, or life is fine.”His version of “fine” included a lot of acting out   in the public eye. “There’s a lot of shame attached to mental illness. It’s not going to bring her back,” the younger prince revealed. Latest updates I didn’t know what was wrong with me.”The princes and Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge, are part of   the Heads Together campaign to promote discussions about mental illness. We shouldn’t be ashamed of it. Harry went public Sunday with the personal chaos caused by burying his emotions and grief after his mother, Princess Diana, died when he was only 12.”My way of dealing with it was sticking my head in the sand, refusing to ever think about my mom, because why would that help? It’s only going to make you sad. (Heads Together / YouTube)Lady Gaga and Prince William have gotten together for the best-looking FaceTime conversation ever, building on her PTSD revelation from the end of last year as part of his effort to bring mental health into the public conversation. “But it was like saying, ‘This is a part of me, and that’s OK.'”William noted that much of the charitable work he does —addressing veterans issues, addiction, homelessness — can be traced back to mental health.

Dennis Lehane announces ‘Since We Fell’ tour

Since We Fell, according to   its   official description, centers on   “Rachel Childs, a former journalist who, after an on-air mental breakdown, now lives as a virtual shut-in. Until a chance encounter on a rainy afternoon causes that ideal life to fray. Sucked into a conspiracy thick with deception, violence, and possibly madness, Rachel must find the strength within herself to conquer unimaginable fears and mind-altering truths.”
Readers who pre-order   Since We Fell and submit your proof of purchase here   can receive an exclusive outtake from the book after it goes on sale May 9. May 15 – Cambridge, MA —   Harvard Bookstore presents at The Brattle Theatre
May 16   – NYC –   Barnes & Noble —   Upper East Side
May 18 – Philadelphia, PA —   Free Library of Philadelphia
May 19 – Holyoke, MA — Odyssey Bookstore presents at Gateway City Arts Center
May 20 – Washington, D.C. As does Rachel’s marriage. For more information about Lehane’s tour, head to   — and see if he’s coming to a city near you, below.   – Politics & Prose
May 22 – Houston, TX – Murder By the Book
May 23 –   Los Angeles, CA — Los Angeles Public Library ALOUD series held at the Writers Guild Theatre
June 4 –   Salt Lake City, UT – The Kings English Bookshop
June 5 – Seattle WA – Elliott Bay Book Company
June 6 – Beaverton, OR – Powell’s Bookstore Cedar Hills Crossing
June 12 – Parma, OH – Cuyahoga County Public Library

Show Full Article In all other respects, however, she enjoys an ideal life with an ideal husband. As does Rachel herself. Dennis Lehane,   author of   Mystic River, Shutter Island, and   Live By Night,   will embark on a book tour for his forthcoming thriller   Since We Fell. EW can exclusively announce Lehane’s tour dates, below.

After 26 crushes, now what? ‘The Upside of Unrequited,’ reviewed

Upside of Unrequited is easily Becky Albertalli’s most personal work yet. While first kisses, first loves, and even first sexual experiences have all been dealt with in some form or another, she tackles these big milestones head-on and with aplomb, really digging into the anxiety that comes with feeling like your friends may be moving past you in terms of experience (both romantic and sexual), but not being able to talk to them about that because of what feels like a growing distance between you. However, she’s also dealing with a host of teenage anxieties — like how she’s on her 27th crush but still   nowhere near being kissed. Usually, she’d have her cousin Abby, best friend Olivia, and twin sister, Cassie, to turn to for support. But Abby’s moved away, Olivia’s in a long-term relationship with her boyfriend, and Cassie seems to be drifting away as she falls more in love with her latest girlfriend Mina. This, coupled with her exploration of Molly’s worries about her own weight, results in a character that is not only immensely relatable but also feels real —   whether you’ve had 26 crushes or not. In fact, Cassie’s so distracted that she hasn’t noticed that Molly isn’t very interested in Will, the guy she and Mina are trying to set her up with, as she may be in her co-worker Reid, he of the   Game of Thrones   T-shirts and fun supermarket shopping games. B+

Show Full Article Home decor and DIY queen Molly Peskin-Suso can easily recreate Pinterest recipes and put together a product display that would be perfectly at home on Etsy.

L.A. riots: A guide to the TV documentaries marking 25 years

Bringing unique perspectives to the project are previously unreleased   dispatch calls from the Los Angeles Fire Department, in which firefighters are heard pleading for police backup while   being fired upon, as well as recordings from the Compton radio station KJLH, which dropped its music format in favor of news coverage and discussion for three pivotal days. Channel: Showtime
Air date: April 21
Running time: 90 minutes
What you should   know:   This documentary from director Sacha Jenkins (Fresh Dressed) examines the riots through the lens of the long, fraught relationship between the Los Angeles Police Department and the city’s black and other   minority communities. Burning, which he executive produced, he revisits the weeklong turmoil, including the moment he rushed to the Simi Valley courthouse where the King verdict   had just been announced. People are still trying to make sense of the 1992 L.A. Two and a half decades ago,   a powder keg of racial tension, economic inequality, and institutional dysfunction exploded in Los Angeles when a jury   acquitted four police   officers of beating Rodney King. Interview subjects hail from   the   black, white, Latino, and Asian-American communities, as well as the ranks of law enforcement and city government. Over the next two weeks, five television documentaries will reflect on   the   roots, details, and legacy of the riots. 92

Channel: National Geographic
Air date: April 30
Running time: 120 minutes
What you should   know:   As with The Lost Tapes, NatGeo’s L.A. Riots

Channel: Smithsonian
Air date: April 23
Running time: 60 minutes
What you should know:   The latest installment of Smithsonian’s Lost Tapes series recounts the chaos of the riots entirely   through archival materials, including news footage, home videos, photographs, and LAPD recordings. Martin (Undefeated), the documentary   weaves different   vantage points together into a candid, multifaceted chronicle   of civil unrest. In   Let It Fall,   he begins a decade before the ’92   riots and shares   the stories of a diverse cross-section   of   individuals caught up in the rising   tensions. native John Singleton was 24 years old and coming off the success of his Oscar-nominated debut film,   Boyz n the Hood, when the riots erupted. 92   is   told solely   through news footage, radio reports, and amateur video, without narration or talking-head interviews. Looking back to the 1962 raid of a Nation of Islam mosque, the 1965 Watts riots, and the rise of street gangs in the 1970s and ’80s, Burn   illuminates   the root causes of the ’92 riots   as well as the ongoing national debate about race relations and police brutality. Burning: The Riots 25 Years Later

Channel: A&E
Air date: April 18
Running time: 120 minutes
What you should   know:   South L.A. L.A. In L.A. Let It Fall:   Los Angeles 1982-1992

Channel: ABC
Air date: April 28
Running time: 120 minutes
What you should know:   With screen projects such as   American Crime and 12 Years a Slave, writer-director John Ridley has proved himself to be a fierce and fearless storyteller who digs deep into issues of   race and class. Burning also includes detailed accounts from actor and activist   Edward James Olmos, bystanders, rioters, law enforcement, first responders, and reporters. Directed by the Oscar-winning duo of   Dan Lindsay and T.J. The Lost Tapes: L.A. “We’re sitting on a bomb.”
In addition to Singleton, L.A. L.A. Interviews feature   three generations of   local residents, community organizers, artists, and influencers. Here’s a   guide to what’s in store. Show Full Article “It’s just like a bomb,” an outraged Singleton told reporters. Burn, Motherf‑‑‑er, Burn! riots, which claimed at least   58 lives, injured more than 2,000, caused an estimated $1 billion in damage, and continue to reverberate to this day.

Tracy Morgan still calls Jack McBrayer from ’30 Rock’ Kenneth

Morgan apparently responded, “Yo, Kenneth. Watch McBrayer on Conan in the clip above. “I called Tracy on his birthday back in November, and I was like, ‘Hey, Tracy. Show Full Article “Oh well, I’ve been called worse. The fact that Morgan’s character was named Tracy Jordan was already confusing. I just gotta say, man, I love you. It’s me. As McBrayer explained to Conan O’Brien on Tuesday’s episode of his TBS talk show, his former co-star apparently still thinks Kenneth is his   real name. Happy birthday,’” he said. It’s been a little more than four years since 30 Rock went off the air, but Jack McBrayer will always be Kenneth Parcell to Tracy Morgan. Thank you for this.”
“Bless his heart,” McBrayer said. Mostly on this show.”
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It’s a priceless   description of their relationship, as McBrayer played Tracy’s   loyal NBC page (a.k.a   “Kenmore Washers & Dryers,” “K-LMNOP,” “albino slave monkey,” and “bowling pin with a face drawn on it”) for seven seasons.