Be It Resolved: 15 DFW Resolutions for the New Year

It’s that time of year when we look back at what was and give serious thought to what we need to do to become better people in the year ahead. Which, come to think of it, probably explains why we drink so heavily on New Year’s Eve. Either direction we…

The Day After: Photos of the Tornado’s Damage in Rowlett

In the big picture, you could say Rowlett was lucky. No one died when an EF3 tornado tore through the northeastern suburb the day after Christmas, unlike in neighboring Garland, where an EF4 twister from the same storm killed eight people as it tossed cars and trucks into the air…

Meet Joe Pappalardo, the Observer‘s New Editor

Please welcome back for a return engagement, Joe Pappalardo, who takes over as the Observer’s editor on December 7. Longtime readers with good memories — we’re pretty sure they exist — will remember Joe from his time as a staff writer here 15 years ago. He recalled us fondly, as…

Apparently, Dallas Isn’t Pretentious Enough. Only You Can Fix This.

There are a lot of “official surveys” created as backdoor marketing strategies for companies. Car companies will release clever angles on road trip statistics or someone like a doggy poop pick up service might release a list of the poopiest cities in the country. Then, they’ll send these lists out…

It’s His Sled, Dummy

Possibly, some adult somewhere in America doesn’t know the mystery of Citizen Kane – why newspaper magnate Charles Foster Kane whispers the word “rosebud” on his deathbed. Who hasn’t seen the groundbreaking 1941 masterpiece by Orson Welles, a thinly biography of William Randolph Hearst that’s widely hailed the greatest movie…

In Your Faces, Bicyclists

Here are some questions to ponder as you wander through the Kay Bailey Hutchison Convention Center, 650 S. Griffin St., during the annual DFW Auto Show. (And many will wander. The show’s vast display of current, concept and classic cars and trucks and product exhibitors drew 400,000 last year, according…

Mmm … Tasty Monkey Brains

Listen, context is everything. Is Indiana Jones’ sidekick Short Round in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom a bit … um … un-P.C. by today’s standards? Perhaps. Is the film’s depiction of Hinduism and India on par with, say, a Three Stooges short’s portrayal of bone-wearing African tribesmen? Maybe…

Check it, Bro. It’s a Musical

There are many reasons to see The Book of Mormon, the Broadway musical by Trey Parker, Matt Stone and Robert Lopez. It won nine Tony Awards; Parker and Stone, the geniuses behind South Park, proved they know show tunes with the brilliant big-screen South Park: Bigger, Longer, Uncut; also, critics…

What Do Plano Christians Have Against Veterans?

Buzz is rarely shocked, but we must say we’re taken aback by Plano Citizens United, the Texas Pastors Council and assorted fellow travelers such as the right-wing Texas Liberty Institute. It never occurred to us that they had it in for military service members and veterans. We could be wrong,…

Merry TubaChristmas

You’ve survived the crowded shopping. You’ve suffered through Jim Carrey’s desecration of How the Grinch Stole Christmas. You’ve sat through tassled titties celebrating the birth of Christ, and ironic Nutcrackers and — shudder — traditional Christmas chorale music. You’re near the finish line, so take this day to relax. Head…

Trailer Trash Is Comedy Gold

Thank God for the French and poor white Southerners. In this politically correct age, marginalized groups can get mighty huffy about stereotyping, even if it’s sort of good-natured and just for laughs. Seriously, just try to put on a traditional minstrel show and see what happens (really seriously, do NOT…

The Peoples’ Opera

So, some Mr. Picky Pants classical music critics don’t much care for tenor Andrea Bocelli’s opera singing, describing his voice as resembling a thin, squeaky fart played on a child’s kazoo. (Not their exact words, but we’ve fairly captured the gist of what they’ve written.) Poor man, it must hurt…

Music for the Master of Suspense

Hmm. Now that I think of it, I can recall only a couple of snatches of music from Alfred Hitchcock films: the screaming violins from the shower in Psycho and the thrumming from the scene with the swinging lamp, when Mother showed her face. Of course, the master director must…

True Wuv Ways

Frame for frame, is there a more quotable movie than Princess Bride? Hmm. Ghostbusters, maybe. (“That’s a big Twinkie.”) Monty Python and the Holy Grail? (“Your father smelt of elderberries.”) Young Frankenstein, Pulp Fiction … this is the sort of question movie geeks love. Princess Bride might not be No…

A Fair Head Start

You say you just can’t wait to get your greasy mitts on some of the fine State Fair of Texas fried food? Twelve months is just too long to wait between bouts of funnel cakes and corn dogs? Well, we have good news and bad news. The good news is…