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IN THEIR 1980 SONG OF THE SAME NAME, THE J. Geils Band sang, “Love stinks,” and boy, they weren’t kidding. In love, there are no guarantees. Infidelity, free-floating resentment, mutual loathing, gard

IT’S ONE THING for two guys to click in bed. Quite another to make it on the road. For six weeks I’d been sharing a single bed with a hot scientist in the middle of England. Was it too soon for Paris?

From his unnerving shorts to his three previous feature films (Hereditary, Midsommar, Beau is Afraid), Ari Aster is no stranger to controversy, but Eddington, his neo-western set during the height of

THUNDERBOLTS* DIRECTOR JAKE SCHREIER ON (FINALLY) MAKING HIS MARK ON THE MCU

‘I KEEP BUZZING IT back off!” says Miles Heizer of his formerly wavy strawberry blonde locks, which were trimmed off alongside his castmates’ hair in a sort of art-meets-life group shock therapy when

In 1994, at Gilstead Middle School, the halls buzzed with gossip. Did you hear? Alex and Matthew wore women’s underwear. These were not the cool kids either; these were the ‘swots’, the musical theatr