Show me a sexual practice that involves ice cubes and hot sauce, and I will show you a sexual practice that would be improved without them.

It goes to show you how we in the press so often miss the big stories that are right under our noses. There is a famous journalistic legend about the time a young reporter covered the Johnstown flood of 1889. The kid wrote: God sat on a hillside overlooking Johnstown today and looked at the destruction He had wrought. His editor cabled back: Forget flood. Interview God.

Here's a notion: Peace in the Middle East would come about more easily if the region were governed by women.

It's hard to explain the fun to be found in seeing the right kind of bad movie.

In the best of all possible worlds, directors would obsess about the quality of their storytelling, and not the details of their technical methods.

We can now have action movies with two stars where one might be African American and one might be Asian American. One of them doesn't have to be white, and the other one doesn't have to be the ethnic sidekick. We're way over that. And I think it's happening in society, too.

3-D is a waste of a perfectly good dimension. Hollywood's current crazy stampede toward it is suicidal. It adds nothing essential to the moviegoing experience. For some, it is an annoying distraction. For others, it creates nausea and headaches.