At 'The Village Voice,' there were all these fevers inside the offices, that would break out into full-scale rumbles between writers.
James WolcottAfter a decade this glum, we deserved a shot of 'Glee,' a show that restored our faith in the power of song, the beauty of dance, and the magic of 'spirit fingers' to chase our cares and woes into somebody else's backyard.
James WolcottI never accepted why there should be some invisible, wavy cutoff line separating Great Fiction from phosphorescent beauties and dollhouse miniatures, novels that contain a whole world in a snow globe.
James WolcottMy high-school papers, my college-application essays, read like Norman Mailer packed in a crunchy-peanut-butter sandwich.
James WolcottThe days when the words Hollywood actor framed Ronald Reagan like bunny fingers as an ID tag and an implied insult seem far-off and quaint: nearly everybody in politics - candidate, consultant, pundit, and Tea Party crowd extra alike - is an actor now, a shameless ham in a hoked-up reality series that never stops.
James Wolcott