Marie Antoinette pissed a lot of people off, when she supposedly responded to the issue of France’s starving population, with the phrase, ‘let them eat cake.’ A lot of historians now say, no such thing was said, but nevertheless she survives throughout history as the ‘B’ who didn’t give a
Captain Phillips stands as a serious awards contender, while not sacrificng style for substance
I tend to avoid a lot of films with the ‘based on a true story’ tagline splashed across the page, for a number of reasons. Firstly, cynics in the movie world use this as an excuse
Newfoundlanders and Labradorians love politics. Federal. Provincial. It doesn’t matter. And while we might not always love the politicians themselves, if nothing else, livyers are never shy in expressing how we absolutely love to hate those elected to represent us.
Look at what’s happening within the provincial NDP party right
My grandfather on my mother’s side always said summer was finished once the Royal St. John’s Regatta was over. My mother repeats his saying ever year, reminding me how there is suddenly “a change in the air”. “You can smell the change. Fall. My father was always right about that
My family and I visited Ontario recently and one of the things we did while up along was visit Marineland. Our four year-old, who has been able to say anything and everything for quite some time now, just couldn’t wrap her lips and tongue around the word ‘walrus’. ‘Wal-rust’, was
Story first Published Oct. 22, 2001 | By Mark Dwyer
As a broadcaster, printer, publisher, author and filmmaker, Geoff Stirling has committed his life to upholding the highest standards of media excellence. The groundbreaking visionary was the first to bring commercial FM radio to the province and launched the first
Carrie is a fine horror film, just no competition to original
Carrie has long since been regarded as one of the finest adaptations of Stephen King’s long catalogue of works to grace the silver screen. Aside from being the film to launch Sissy Spacek’s career, it captured audiences for its
When I was pregnant, other than the growing number on the scale each week, the thing I hated most were parents telling me to ‘get my sleep now’, because essentially, my life as I knew it would be ending. I didn’t hate it because they were lying; sleeping-in is effectively
My father’s father was always telling ‘old’ stories of back in the day. Down by the wharf, on the stoop of his fishing store, or at the supper table.
It didn’t matter where he was, what he was doing or what anyone else was talking about. If he had
I can’t tell you how many times a day I stare at Jack and ask, ‘What does the cow say’? He stares back at me intently, but doesn’t say a word. This is right around the time I go ahead and answer my own question: The cow goes Moo! No