Jeff Polman

On a recent visit to Scandanavia, it was tough for me to travel through Sweden without thinking about my favorite horror film in the last fifteen years, Ari Aster’s Midsommar.

Last weekend I was fortunate to nab a free ticket to a 70mm showing of Christopher Nolan’s The Odyssey at the recently revamped Director’s Village Theater in Westwood.

The final four games of the World Cup are normally the only soccer I ever watch.

I am certainly no fan of A.I., but can see its uses when it comes to getting answers to difficult questions or creating funny memes.

Okay, I was a big fan of One Battle After Another, but the best father-daughter action thriller of 2025 had a far lower budget, virtually no stars, and you probably have never even heard of it.

One Battle After Another remains my favorite movie of the year.

Back in October of 1988, I was alone in my one-bedroom bungalow on Formosa Avenue when Kirk Gibson hit his memorable walkoff home run to win the first game of the World Series for the Dodgers.

I have a very odd relationship with The White Lotus.

Did you know that Larry McMurtry may be the greatest American novelist?

Late last night I read a devastating post on Threads by a 22-year veteran of NASA, a woman with seven straight “perfect performance” reviews who just lost her job along with countless other civil servants due to the destructive whims of two megalomaniac t…