A big movie star once told me she felt her enormous paycheck wasn't for the relatively small amount of time she spent acting -- it was for everything else.
When Larry Mendte was cutting a brash and controversial swath through Chicago as a crusading reporter with WBBM-TV in the 1990s, you never knew whether to be mesmerized, amused or repulsed by the guy.
Every once in a while, I hear from a disgruntled reader/viewer telling me:
Just as "The Dark Knight" was hitting theaters last week, the Heath-Ledger-Oscar-Talk was already turning into the Heath-Doesn't-Deserve-An-Oscar in some circles.
It's so funny when media commentators ridicule Chicago (or St. Louis or Detroit or Cleveland) for being "provincial" or "parochial."
You have to wonder: Did Team Obama really find that New Yorker cover to be "tasteless and offensive?" Or did they make that claim so they wouldn't appear to be aligned with the media elite?
So I'm post-workout Monday, making my way to the coffee shop, when two young men wielding clipboards approach.
If the Cubs haven't thought of this already, a humble suggestion: As soon as 7-year-old Dominic DiAngi has sufficiently recovered from the injuries sustained when he was struck by a foul ball at Wrigley to return to the Friendly Confines, have him throw out the ceremonial first pitch before the game.
Seems like at least once a week we see a story about tensions between airline passenger(s) and flight crews.
Once again, our city shines on film. New York can make all the claims it wants to make, but Chicago IS Gotham City in "The Dark Knight," the highly anticipated Batman movie coming to theaters July 18.
There is a place were you can go, where Marilyn still dances with DiMaggio --
LAS VEGAS -- Virtually every time he grabs the microphone, Charles Barkley tells Casey Affleck he wishes Brad Pitt had shot him in that movie they did.
Richard Roeper: Unless you know about The Secret, you are among the billions of people who have been kept in the dark by the greatest and most complete conspiracy since the beginning of time. "The leaders in the past who had The Secret wanted to keep the power and not share the power," writes Dr. Denis Waitley, a psychologist and "trainer in the field of mind potential," in the introduction to the bestselling book.
Most events these days start out not as events, but e-vents. Recently, a good friend (as opposed to one of those pesky mediocre friends) was kind enough to throw me a private party to celebrate my new book (GRATUITOUS PLUG HERE) Debunked!, now available online and at fine bookstores everywhere. (Well, not everywhere. And I promise to ease off the parenthetical asides from this moment forward.)
The details of the story are horrific. Heck, the headline was horrific: "Teen decapitated by Six Flags Batman ride in Georgia."
Just three months ago, Hillary Clinton stood on a stage and mocked Barack Obama and his star-struck followers.
When someone famous and well-liked dies, our reaction is immediate, twofold and nearly universal.
So much for that "United States of Obama" seal. The presidential-looking "Obama for America" seal that adorned the lectern at an Obama appearance in Chicago last week has been retired.
