I fell in love with Twitter. Fathers, lock up your deadlines.

I'm more encouraged by the saplings: new music groups, tiny new venues, entrepreneurial musician-composers who aren't waiting to be discovered but are instead building their own Establishment.

The rise of video on demand will make it possible for small movies to earn back costs via $9.95 24-hour rentals and for people in cities without independent cinemas to see the kind of movies they never have before. That's great - but on the other hand, that's TV.

The economic and technological changes are real, but I just can't bring myself to wax apocalyptic about the future of books.

The movie is a metaphor for the power of delusional hype--a metaphor for itself.

It's easy to say "This year in art sucked." After all, about 85 percent of all shows of contemporary art are bad. But 85 percent of all art made in the Renaissance was bad.

A critic often has to play the role of coroner, dissecting a work to find out why it died (or never lived).