Fred Schruers

This space was slated to hold a post about the HBO MAX series "Industry"– but given the horrific incident of Tuesday night, and in solidarity with my dear friends from my three years-plus in that great city, I'll post the below essay as tribute. It was

I was sad to hear today that Rickey passed at age 65; when I wrote this piece for my editor Will Dana at "7 Days," Rickey was in his colorful, Hall of Fame-bound prime. Thanks also to Alex Belth of the Stacks Reader for reprinting it not long

The almost unavoidable instinct when faced with a “boxing movie” is to take a step back—aren’t they all too often a reconfiguring of tropes and cliches? Won’t there inevitably be some moral or practical quandary that our hero—and hero he is overwhelmingly likely to be, for

There were no guarantees that James Mangold’s delivery of the story of Bob Dylan’s early days—quite strictly confined to the years 1961 through 1965 following Dylan’s arrival in New York from hometown Hibbing, Minnesota—would work quite so well as it does. And even with Timothe&

The corporation is enraged that the raw materials it is their charter to exploit have found voice and "answered back." The audience, to them, is composd of ignorant natives, who must be transformed, segment by segment, into docile proprietary consumers...not only proprietary but addicted. The Britsih opium