Channing Tatum: My Favorite Doofus – If Tatum were just the sum of his parts – Bad Actor, Good Looking, Beautiful Body (in the words of one of my friends from college, that body just goes on forever…), he’d still be a model or a regular on the soap opera circuit. He’d be in Vampire Diaries or mired in the seventeenth season of One Tree Hill. But Tatum has something that makes him more than a beautiful face, that gives him a weird, unexpected form of charisma — And that thing, I’d argue, is his ability to dance. His actual dancing skill (on display in Step Up), of course, but also all that his dancing signifies.
The Other Film Critic at The New Yorker (Slate) – She consumed herself with work throughout her relationships, so much so that Osborne needled her about it in his acid 1991 autobiography: “I tried to point out that it seemed an inordinate amount of time and effort to expend on a thousand-word review to be read by a few thousand film addicts and forgotten almost at once.”
