Sites to See

Spin Me Right ’Round

( I’m glad we survived the compact disc era. Computers have rendered them obsolete, and compared to vinyl long-players, there was never anything sexy about them to begin with. When CDs became prominent, cover art really took it in the shorts. Back in the 1960s and ’70s, we had cover art that you’d want to stare at while the record was playing, cover art that could expand upon the feel of the music you were listening to depending on how many bong hits you’d taken. This cover art is the subject of Project Thirty Three, a website celebrating those record sleeves that got their message across through abstraction: no photos or complex illustrations, just geometric shapes, bursts of declarative type and splashes of primary color. I remember many of the LPs pictured on this site; my parents owned them, and I put one after the other on the turntable expecting the music of the spheres. More often than not I wouldn’t get it—they were usually compilations of easy-listening versions of ’60s hits—but I didn’t mind. The music was fine. And the cover art made it better still.

Cheese With Occasional Bread

( Grilled-cheese sandwiches are the coming thing. Soon enough, they’ll be as popular as bacon was last year; someone will concoct grilled-cheese ice cream; Threadless will sell grilled-cheese T-shirts; and Brooklyn hipsters will be dabbing grilled-cheese cologne on their unmentionables in anticipation of meeting a kindred spirit at The Melt. (Do a Google search on The Melt, and marvel anew at Yankee ingenuity.) Speaking of Brooklyn, that’s where you’ll find MacKenzie Smith, the author of Grilled Cheese Social—an affable blog devoted to step-by-step recipes for Guess What Kind of Sandwiches. Smith grills ’em sweet (her La La Love You grilled-cheese sandwich, a heart-shaped valentine of strawberries, Nutella and Marscapone, looks wonderful), savory (check out the Khalcheesi, if your heart’s strong enough) and, occasionally, deadly (the ingredients of the East Village sandwich include bacon and lard bread). Her sandwiches feature such unexpected treats as fig spread, roast pork and french fries, and they drip with every kind of cheese imaginable, from Blauschimmel to good old Swiss. Grilled Cheese Social is kind of gimmicky, yes, but I defy you to look through these recipes without dreaming of having one of these sandwiches in your hands, intoxicating you with its perfume. Ah, la vie fromage.

Iron Thrones With Club Sauce

( I apologize. I’m recommending this site in spite of my sneaking suspicion that less than half of you reading this will get what makes it funny. Arrested Westeros is a Tumblr blog that draws screenshots from a hit television series, HBO’s Game of Thrones, and captions them with dialogue taken from another acclaimed television show, Fox’s gone-too-soon Arrested Development. I would be lying if I said the resulting two- and three-panel comics might make sense to anyone who isn’t at least passably conversant in the vernacular of both shows. Put it to you this way: You must have sat bug-eyed through the funeral pyre scene of Thrones’ season finale and busted the proverbial gut at the torching of the banana stand in Development to get even one of Arrested Westeros’ many clever juxtapositions, and there are dozens more. If you have watched and enjoyed both shows, however, you’ll love Arrested Westeros more than club sauce—which, by the way, goes bad once it’s been opened. You’ll have to drink the whole bottle.

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Running Out of Gas

Movie Review

Running Out of Gas

Humans love anthropomorphism. Ever since Walt Disney first made a mouse whistle and walk on two legs in Steamboat Willie, we haven’t been able to get enough of animals, insects and inanimate objects that act like us. Children are especially prone to this obsession, so it follows that nearly every animated feature produced these days revolves around a cast of non-human characters who sing, dance and spout knowing witticisms that many flesh-and-blood actors could not convincingly pull off.