Ever since the release of the 2017 film Ladybird — in which Chalamet plays the stereotypical “bad boy” — Hollywood has had one name in its mouth: Timothée Chalamet.
In the past couple of years, an unprecedented amount of films to hit theaters have been remakes, sequels, or reboots of older blockbusters. The phenomenon puts into question the creativity — or lack thereof — that lives in Hollywood studios, prompting viewers to question why exactly this regurgitation of content has become so popular.
When summer comes to a close, we enter the fall season and all its new beginnings. One aspect of this transition is all our summer memories, and we can look back with endearment at the variety of multimedia entertainment products from these past few months.
Although this past year has been like no other, there are still many traditions to fall back on to keep afloat amidst the insanity. This year, people counted on the Oscars to bring back that touch of familiarity and remind them that there is still a reassuring continuity in what the entertainment industry provides.
Recent controversy surrounding Doctor Seuss’s racist and caricatured portrayal of East Asians in his books has led to deeper questions being posed about xenophobia in American culture and the representation — or rather, misrepresentation — of Asian Americans in the media.
There has been a lot of progress in the world of law and sexual assault in recent years, much of it coming in the shape of awareness and solidarity, particularly on social media — giving women a platform where they could stand together against rape and sexual harassment.
In past years, president and vice president Associated Student Body candidates would tape flyers onto hallway walls, give speeches at assemblies, and go from class to class vouching for their ideas and platforms.
If you know Berkeley, you know People’s Park. For many, the park represents a place of growth, protest, and childhood memories. For Grady, who has been living in People’s Park for just under five months and did not give the Jacket his full name, it’s “a positive place … where people want to be social
For Nina Thompson, a freshman in Universal Ninth Grade, “This new year doesn’t feel as big.” Because of the pandemic, gatherings and celebrations are prohibited, so Thompson noted, “Everything is just kinda fading into one big year, so I haven’t really paid much attention to resolutions….
Around this time last year, COVID-19 felt a world away from most residents in the US. A grueling year and over 26 million US COVID-19 cases later, a light has finally appeared at the end of a distant tunnel.
We’ve all heard about it. Some see it as a daily activity, others view it as sinful. The taboo topic: porn. In today’s world, that no longer means explicit drawings or photos from a magazine.
Thirty years ago, watching a movie was no easy task. You had to get up, ride your bike to the nearest video store, look around for the movie you wanted, and have a conversation with the person at the front desk as you paid for your rental.
The perfect summer day: a moment of peace found in a rare shady sanctuary, a 2 PM nap. Warm winds move over undulating green grass, coupled by the distant sound of a harmonium, played by an unknown man for your seemingly perpetual enjoyment. When supplied with this vision, the melody appears natural, an accoutrement of
Right around this time every year, stepping outside becomes more of a scarf situation than a t-shirt one, and the Grizzly Peak-residing families spend hours adorning their professionally trimmed trees with little ghosts and bats with battery-powered eyes.
As an increasing number of Spanish-speaking students attend Berkeley Unified School District schools, questions about equality in standardized tests have been raised.
Buckle up Berkeley, your City Council is finally taking action. Enacted on September 15, a new regulation calls for a fine of up to one hundred dollars to be required of anyone not wearing a mask out in public.
I once asked a sixteen-year-old Mercedes-owning friend what he thought of public transportation, and — I know, shocker — he immediately flared his nostrils, as if he could already smell the nauseating scent of a public bus.
